The beautiful woman I admired for months was right here, curled up with my arms around her. Her wet hair was still slowly dripping as her head rested ...gainst my chest under my chin. She broke the silence. "Do you have a wife?" Umm...no", her words brought be back from fantasyland. "Do you?" I playfully asked."No, not a wife or husband" she chuckled."I always see you on the phone; I figured your husband was on the other end"."No, it's usually my sister." She tilted her head to look back at. She had walked into the house just like she did everyday, taking the key out of the hole, slipping her shoes off, hanging up her purse, and as she turned to lay her briefcase down by her desk she saw it. A solid white envelope lay on her desk, with "Julia" written on the front. Dread overwhelmed her.She was overreacting, she told herself. Maybe it was a card, maybe, maybe... but all of the maybes in the world couldn't change what she knew was in that envelope. With a shaking hand she reached. She took the whole of my cock deep into her mouth & rubbed my balls, sucking up & down the shaft, licking the head in circles then going back down, she repeated this for maybe 30 seconds & it felt great but i needed to piss urgently, i tried to stop her, i even told her but she ignored me & i soon found myself pissing into her mouth & over her face, she graoned & swallowed as much of my warm yellow piss as she could, then grabbed a towel, whiped her neck & face & contined to suck my cock even. . as far back as he could remember, his mother and eventually his little sister, had always been harsh on him... If his team won a game, his mother would laugh and tell him it was because he didn't play that much. If he passed a test, his sister would say "if only you weren't a fucking idiot, you would have gotten an A". This had happened every year for 24 years. The day had started like any other day. Jon had gotten up early and made breakfast for his sister, his mother had gone on one of her.