I saw her throw her head back and a pool of saliva form a puddle on her neck, she was now going down on my dick herself as i started to lick and drink...the sweet nectar of her sweat of her neck and the nape of her neck. Her mangalsutra was hanging and heaving left to right and her bangles were making noises which was hard for me to ignore and hard for me to control. I got up and picked her up and made her hold me like a baby, as she did that i stood up walked a few paces to where my dressing. After a few minutes, Dodie re-emerged from the bathroom with a towel rubbing her hair which she had just washed and a strong smell of toothpaste and mouth wash. She had also soaped and showered her chest and face. ‘Are you saying, Algebra, that you like to piss on people when you’re making love?’ ‘Well, of course. Doesn’t everyone?’ Dodie frowned slightly. ‘I shouldn’t think so. And you also like to be pissed on?’ ‘Oh yes!’ ‘And shat on?’ ‘Oh no! That sounds too dirty! Well, I’ve never tried. "Mister, does that woman belong to you?" I asked not being able to tolerate a man beating a woman very well."I am free," the woman gasped.The man turned to slap her. "Mister, if she isn't yours, I can't let you beat her."He pulled a knife and threatened, "Put your nose back where it belongs, boy." Let her go," I said. I pulled my revolver from my holster.He let go of her hair. She started crawling away. When I glanced at her, he threw his knife. It stuck in my right leg. He ran toward me. I was. His touch sent a shock through my body. "Well everything was perfect I might add.''"Don't lie to me," his eyes got narrow."I gotta go," I got up and ran.Sitting in the driveway I cant believe he stood me up.I walked in and saw Mathius on the couch half asleep. "Mathius," I said knocking him upside his head."Bad I am so sorry about tonight I got so caught up at church I forgot what time ii was, and about time I found out it was too late." He got up and tried to get up and hold me.I pushed him.