Has he fucked you yet?"My neighbor was still a little shy and afraid to speak, but she shook her head. "Good! Then we can have some fun together, if...you're up for it!" My sister in law ran her hands up my neighbor's thigh, stroking her sopping wet fur and gently slipping a finger inside. "And you," she said, turning to me, "why the fuck aren't you eating my pussy? I'm horny as hell, and I'm jealous of Mrs. X!" I slid over to her, kissing her thighs as I'd done before. "Oh, for fuck's. It was Sunday and it was still early in the day. It wasn't even noon yet! I had assumed that there wouldn't be very many people in a shop like this on a Sunday morning.I guess they put these things at the entrances to military bases for a reason. There must have been a dozen guys milling around checking out the merchandise. They all looked up when we came in. But most of them looked away quickly. I suppose they were as embarrassed as I was to be seen in a place like this.Nobody was talking. The. The men stood watching and sniggering derisively, calling her all of the most filthy, derogatory names that they could think of. "Disgusting sewer-pig" and "Piss loving filth-whore" as a couple.Eve brought her knees up and spread her thighs slightly. The urine was perhaps three inches deep and it lapped in little waves between her naked thighs and washed onto her pussy which was gaping open due to her sexual excitement. She looked down between her spread thighs, and watched a dead, bloated. ‘The guys are all going out tonight to the strip club. You should get the fuck out of your house, come with us.’ ‘I’m not really up to it,’ Jake groaned. ‘Tough shit, now get dressed. I’m getting my hair cut and I think you need to come with me.’ *********************************** Jake walked into the strip club behind Mike and Jeff, along with a few other guys he hadn’t met before. It was one of the nicer local strip clubs, although he hadn’t been to many in his life. He always left feeling a.