”“Lay down,” she demanded.I did so with my head nearest the toilet. She shifted forward and was now squatting over my face, little drops of piss... dropped on to my nose.She shifted about and let out a little squirt, it ran down my cheeks and past my ears.“Open up, pervert.”I opened my mouth and the next squirt mainly hit my chin, but some went straight into my mouth.I lapped it up, licking my lips as I did. I had never tasted piss before and wasn’t sure what to expect, but it was so erotic I. I was not certain, but my eye seemed to land on a fold in the terrain beneath me that seemed, … unique. There was something about the moist entrance that seemed to draw me in. I was careful to keep my eye out as I descended through a tangle of thin brush that was growing around the entrance. I made damn certain that none of it snagged on my helmet or worked under the rim of it. I did not want anything to impede any rapid thrust or withdrawal that the unknown future might require. Everyone. She settled back to sit on her heels with her legs spread and began to masturbate herself in time to the rhythm of the music. Her hands alternated between squeezing and caressing her tiny tits or stroking her fingers up and down what was obviously a very slippery slit. Holly thought it was a delicious sight and involuntarily began to emulate what her sister was doing to herself. The music became louder and the tempo began to increase causing both girls to follow suit and feel the need to. All of the women said that wouldn't be a problem either."We're going to need to find a source of clay for chinking and for building a chimney," I said. "That'll probably be one of the first things the women need to do when we decide on a place for the house. John and I will clear the land first, then start cutting trees and dragging them in." Millie, Lettie and I can lead an oxen," Tess said. "There's no reason we can't drag the trees to the place we're gonna build the house." We're gonna have.