He seemed a bit indifferent towards my dressing but that was ok.I arrived at his place which was on the second floor of a big three story in the town ...ext to mine. He told me I could go change in the bathroom and I soon came out wearing garters, stockings, black lace sissy panties, black bra, a red wrap dress, wig and black 5” pumps. He told me that I looked hot and led me to the bedroom. Once there he told me to get on my knees… I knew what was coming, or thought I knew. He asked if I had. " That was interesting, Jimmy, and it does explain some things about you that I've been wondering about. How did those other girls even know that you did that? I can't imagine how it would come up in normal conversation." Usually, it wasn't anything that we talked about beforehand. It was just something that kind of happened. We'd be kissing and making out and I'd be kissing their breasts or something, and then I might decide to kiss their bellies a little. I like kissing girl's belly buttons.. We always knew when one of us came, because we’d be running off to the bathroom with a blanket around our waist to clean up. Mike had told me that we were going to take the room with the VCR/DVD player, so I decided to grab some movies for the week. I also grabbed some porno, hoping that we could masturbate while watching porn together again, for old times sake. A few nights into the trip, after everyone was asleep, and we were talking in our room quietly, the conversation drifted to the topic. Lick my piss.”I leaned in to lick her pissy pussy, even if I didn’t want to. I had to do it or everyone would know what I did. I took the first lick and she pissed a little more right into my mouth. I tried to spit it out, but she made me swallow it and laughed at me.Once I did that, I continued licking her pussy, getting all the left-over piss off her and in my mouth. Then, she pushed me back and said, “Ok my sister whore, you can pee now. Make sure you wipe with your fingers and lick them.