."Sally had collected TJ and Morg and were sitting at the corner of the table reminiscing about "Tangerine" (the 737 version). TJ however had kept an ...ar on the conversations of the Lords'The canny sods! That is one of the reasons for the visit; they want what is basically an after action report of the shoot-out. I'll put a spike in the spoke... '"Colin, what did we do with the cylinder magazines?"Colin knew TJ was aware of their fate but played along,"Sold 'em back to Colt Python as part of. Charleswanted to say something about his dream while the valet dressed him, buthe was ashamed by the very thought of it. He wondered what the valetwould make of it. He was the only one who knew that Charles had suchfantasies.'There's no way he could think less of me', Charles figured as the manfinished dressing him. Rather than say a word though, Charles decidedto keep the dream to himself.Charles went through his normal routine that day. He was served hisbreakfast, met with his father. Our naked teenage bodies pressed against each other and I could feel her hand gently pushing against my belly.It really did something to me as I could feel my bladder start to hurt. I needed to pee, and pee badly. She seemed to sense it and got to her knees in front of me. Once again, she spread my pussy lips wide open and looked up at me with a smile.“C’mon, pee all over my face. I want to feel that hot piss.”She was such a slut, and I loved her for it. I spread my pussy open, feeling my pee. I lick, lapping more greedily pushing more fingers in and out rhythmically in time to your panting and breathing, tasting your salty oozes, you feel as your love river starting to flow more easily... moaning your hands almost limp on my head trying to guide but feeling totally helpless with the incessant pulses of pleasure tightening your cunt and vagina walls contracting each time to them.Then a moment of pure aggression taking over you yell out between your moans 'I want my cock in your mouth.