I had started dressing up with lingerie several years ago. I was surprised how much I enjoyed the feeling of silky nylons on my smooth shaved legs; pu...ting on a bra and thong just increased the pleasure, as the feeling of the bra’s straps on my shoulders and the thong rubbing between my butt cheeks felt so natural.Now here I was, fresh out of the shower, naked before the bathroom mirror, putting on the final touches to my eye makeup while often glancing at the time. On the other side of the. She became the symbol of my old life, something to miss, perhaps or to reminisce upon; someone to wish well as they continued without you.As much as I wanted to know some of these answers, I was happy that I didn't. I was relieved that she was no longer a part of Miss's games with me. In my mind's eye I imagined her free, and got some solace in thinking that the visions of Miss, of both of us, would be fading from her mind just as they had once done for me. I wondered if it would be quicker for. The two flavors swirled through my mouth, a nasty combination that made me shudder.I gulped it down as fast as I could. But so much piss flooded out, splashing hard against the back of my throat, drowning me. Piss leaked out, dribbling down my throat, joining the stains of other girls' urine.“Yes, yes, yes, drink my piss, you filthy skank! You love it! You're drinking it down!” Alicia thrashed, her head tossing, pigtails flying. “Carmelita is the nastiest girl in the world!”“I thought that was. She was a bit far, had long brown hair, with 34 d breast size (i later did find out during our sexual encounter), for obvious reasons can’t name her. I mostly used to stare her and her boobs during lectures and it always gave me a hard on, imagining her naked in front of me, as luck would have it, after a week or so, she came to me, for some help, i was good in math, so she asked me to help her out. It was a dream come true, she came to talk to me, after that we exchanged numbers, and she used.