Her shit made for the perfect lubercant. Than I felt a little trickle on my stomach. I lokked and Denise was getting ready to pee. I pulled her off m... dick, and put her pussy right into my mouth. Her hot baby piss than shot into my mouth. I swallowed every drop. And the smell of her shit on her ass provoked me. I turned her around and started licking all the shit off of her her. I licked her clean. And strange enough. Her shit tasted fucking amazing. But now I had to pee. So I laid her back. I sat there transformed, I was lusting and with that came a boldness, bordering on brazenness, a clarity that cleared my vision, suddenly the penny dropped, this relative wanted to fuck me, and with that, I realized I wanted him to fuck me, take my virginity and this acknowledgement made me sound different as I spoke my realization to him, 'Do you really want me to use this, or do you want to do it'?There I said it and felt elated, light-headed, now I was really a women, offering a man to fuck. At the time I was 35 and she was 32. I could go into great detail describing what Aisling looked like, but the easiest way is to say that she looked then a lot like the pop singer Katy Perry does now. She had long glossy dark hair, bright blue eyes and a slim but curvy figure with naturally large breasts and great legs. I was (and still am) 6 foot 2 with an athletic build honed by many hours of regular exercise every week. Just as Aisling was well endowed in the tit department, I was well. The crier is humbled before Sultan Suleiman called the magnificent by some and the law-giver by others. Before the crier is the most feared emperor in Europe and leader of a rising empire. ‘Oh glorious Sultan, please forgive my abrupt entrance but I come baring nefarious news. The Lady Shireen, who lives in your Excellencies Harem, has been found with multiple wounds to the head and lying face down on the floor.’ The crier proclaims. The atmosphere changes from concerned to tense, The Lady.