She leaned forward, got very close to my cock and opened her mouth. She closed her lips over the tip as I continued to empty myself a squirt at a time... Some of the pee ran out of her mouth and down my cock but she also gulped and swallowed some."Tastes kind of strange but I like it," she said while she continued to suck me as the last few drops came to a stop.I thought we were done, but Sarah had other ideas."I really want you to fuck me now!" Sarah, I don't have a safe. We'll have to wait. Claire on the other hand seemed quite cool about the situation. When they got back to the apartment Claire opened a bottle of white wine and they all nervously stood in the kitchen quietly drinking. It was Claire who spoke first “So what is this test then?” Joe put his glass down. “Have you got a dressing gown sash or maybe we can use Danny’s belt.” He said looking down at Danny’s waist. “Use the belt.” Claire said. “We also need a chair taking into the lounge.” Joe said. “Want to bring. He laughed; then he said: “These are my pals, Herbie and Louie. Say ‘hi’ to them, bitch.”She knew that Karl needed to show off for his friends, and she was trying to not give him any reason to get angry.(She also knew that she wanted him to get angry and do those kinds of delicious, dirty things to her that she now craved and formerly only fantasized about.)“Hi, Herbie, Louie,” she said. The two only grinned and gave her owl eyes.Karl broke in then saying: “You’re in trouble, bitch!”She was. Amy was five foot seven, weighed one hundred-twenty pounds and was built like a brick shit house. Amy seemed to like me, but her feelings for me, at the time, were nowhere near as strong as my feelings for her. I chased Amy for over a year before I began to get anywhere with her. Gradually I gained ground and we began going steady. One month into our senior year I asked her to marry me and she said yes.Like any red blooded American boy I wanted to spread pollen, but Amy was adamant — no sex.