. Play with it, Pissie..." Suzy was whispering and I did what she wanted.I was rubbing her spicy pungent piss all over my boobs for her, pinching my p...ffy pink nipples and just taking a shower in Suzy's piss until she was almost done. I was soaked! My skirt was soaked! I was sitting in a big puddle of urine, my hair dripping with it, and then I cleaned her up.Suzy put her cunt on my mouth and I drank what she had left and then went to work on her with my tongue while she smiled and whispered. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him and particularly his cock. Even in a relaxed state it was impressive.Timmy saw me looking and smiled. “Quieres follar?” he said. (Do you want to fuck?)“Very much,” I responded in Spanish. “Let’s go to bed.”I led him upstairs.“My turn,” I said, pushing him back onto the bed.His cock was already at half-mast. I took it in my mouth. I could still taste myself on it. I swirled my tongue over the head. His cock responded by growing to its full splendour. I smiled up. I see her 5" red heels. I say ok open raincoat she unbuttons and opens coat she is completely naked except for garter belt and hose. I say very nice slut. She asks me if I would mark her. I said yes I leave room and return with black marker and write on her mound fuck me here and on her tits com on them and I tell her to bend and and write on her ass fuck my ass. I say ok button up and let's go. I drive to the n txt town over and we go to the seeded section of the town now for bookstores. "Hi Des" she said "My name's Sadie. Pippa has told me all about you; I've got your Bacardi and bitter lemon all ready."She spoke in a West Country accent which was not far removed from Wurzel's Somerset burr, but I recognised it as a Bristol accent. (One of my better 'Uncles' had come from where he called ' Bristle') The lighting in the kitchen was rather dim; low wattage bulbs had replaced the usual 60 watts, and there was a tape of Country and Western music playing. It was not my favourite.