"I have to go too!"Really? Was this going to come out now, too?Tina had, for as long as I'd known her, used an odd turn of phrase on many occasions: s...e would say something like, "They were so close they practically peed together." The first few times she said it, I thought nothing of it. But after a while, I kind of made note of it. Also, on several other occasions, she had mentioned how pee was "practically sterile." Curious.This had made me wonder if she was into something a little kinky,. "At that she produced an old letter which was protected between sheets of acetate. "Read this," she ordered.Kelly handled it very carefully. As soon as she looked at it, she gasped. It was a letter written by a woman in Atlanta, Georgia, to her husband, an officer in the Confederate Army, during the Civil War. In it, she described the devastation in the city caused by Sherman's Army on its march to the sea. The letter was written in a hand so fine that the woman wrote across the narrow. Still shaking in the changing room, she stripped down to her own cotton thong noticing how wet she had made it in anticipation. Kicking it into touch, she laid her choices out on the changing room bench.She didn’t bother with the disposable pair but put the green silky ones on straight away. Fuck they felt sexy slipping between her thighs. Vicky couldn’t resist giving herself a quick feel down there, admiring herself in the full-length mirror. Oh god she had already wet through the crotch. No. I looked down in amazement to see her face bloated by my club like member in her mouth. I felt her tongue gradually forcing its way through, further and further down my inner tube and into my body. I felt only the most intense pleasure instead of pain. Her tongue continued to slide down my heavily engorged and widened penis and pushed its way deeper inside my body. I was riveted to the spot and shocked as I felt her tongue reach my inner prostate gland. Somehow the end of her tongue attached.