However in that I was almost always riding atop. Often literally, I was the one taking. Even when I was taken, I had some growth I was trying to guide...my lover through. I generally maintained control. I had never been the fuck toy for all comers.I had certainly never been the seat’s water pot. There were a couple of times where I’d encouraged everyone to pee on me; I thought with rising lust of Brook Singing squealing and splashing in the mess as we offered the seat that intimacy. Drinking pee. His eyes widen and his nostril flare but he does not look away, instead he fists his hand around the length of my hair. With a sharp tug I feel his impatience and know it will not last long today. Another pull and I loosen my grip, knowing what is to come, wanting it with every bit of my soul. He pushes in, his crown broaches my throat once more. The pressure is different as he seals my throat. He holds for a moment, his fist squeezing tight. I suck as he draws out, pulling in air and the. It took another three weekends of cocksucking to go by before I found the courage to take Bob’s cock up my ass.I had been sucking his cock as usual when I felt his finger begin to probe my asshole. At that point I said the obvious, “I want you to fuck my ass.” All I got in return was a simple nod of acceptance. I reached into my overnight bag which lay on the floor next to me. I rummaged around until I found the jar of petroleum jelly I had brought with me. I dug out a large dab of the the. I wish you could have experienced it with me.”“Me, too,” Angela smiled. “Well, we did have the bath.”I laughed and hugged her, giving my lover a hot kiss while my hard nipples pressed against the cold steal of her armor. I was still horny. I had cum hard, but it left me wanting to lick pussy of my own. I loved giving as much as receiving.Angela broke the kiss. “That will have to wait. Your pee break has lasted long enough.”“Yes, Mistress.”“And I’ll have to spank you for letting an ooze molest.