A thin steady stream of clear holder pee erupted from her right onto my face. The warm pee splashed over my face getting some in my eye, up my nose an... in my mouth. Her pee was like her pussy juice it was not off putting at all. She stood there pissing on my face and chest as her hand spread her pussy open for me to see right up her cunt. Her pee slowed to a trickle and she seemed to shake her crotch like a guy would she his cock after a piss. She looked down at me and started to laugh, my. I need…. Someplace…. Oh Gods…. Somewhere….’ She tried getting out as he proceeded to nuzzle her neck with greater ferocity. His hands going to her Gym Leotard pulling down one shoulder then the next releasing her breast to the air and then his lips, teeth and tongue. Stimulating her even further. What happened from there on in she could not say except that her senses where turned inside and out. As she and Sebastian rolled around the room, the feeling of him moving and thrusting in her, until. Deeper than she ever had before.When she started to gag, she pulled back, but then composed herself and tried to get me deeper. Her throat was trying to push me out, but she held where she was, staring at me.Her eyes were watering, messing up her mascara. She started bobbing back and forth, never removing eye comtact. Mascara dripped down her face as she took me down her throat.I grabbed her hair but she bobbed at her own pace, pulling me in far enough that she would begin to gag and then just. That never happened, but one time the newspaper man pushed the door open more and threw in the paper after a few moments of hesitation. When I was in university, I wanted the sports jocks to wrap me up; I fantasized about it. Sometimes I took papers that were delivered to other guys in the building. I was so excited by big newspapers that I found it difficult to buy them because it was so sexual for me. I thought that the vendor would suspect something. Now that seems silly, but then it was.