Not that there'd been any of those."Have a seat in the living room Denise, I won't be a minute. I'll just make sure everything's switched off."Denise ...ooked around. Stan wasn't the stereotypical bachelor with a home fit only for decontamination, but he wasn't the tidiest person either. Books and CDs were all over the living room and a couple of coffee mugs were beside what was obviously his favourite chair, planted right in front of the TV. Some DVDs were on the table next to it. Denise peeked. The pressure of his cock against the butt plug produced a sensation that she liked. Much like double penetration but easier to accept as there was only one rhythm she had to worry about keeping up with.They fucked like this for maybe ten minutes. They looked into each other's eyes, and enjoyed the intimacy of being on there own for a change. It had been a while since it had been just the two of them. There was no rush, no big orgasm to have. Pleasure was the aim today. Tess was feeling. I swallowed some of his salty juice and spit some of it out. It felt so wonderful rolling down my chest. It was so warm against the cold wind blowing across my skin. He then started to move his cock around making his never ending stream land all over me. My face hair and dress were covered in his urine. Then, he stopped pissing. "Bend over and lift yo dress."I quickly did as he demanded. "Spread that ass bitch."I laid my face down on the now wet, piss covered, cardboard, reached back with both. .. , “ he said as he smiled.“What she is going to look like...” Ericson corrected him.“Sorry, Minerva.”“No apologies are necessary, Jabr.”“Take care, you two,” Jabr said as he used his two fingers to salute them.“As do you,” Minerva said.With that, Jabr turned around and headed out of the room. The doors slid open, and he walked out. Once the doors sealed closed, he turned to look back at Minerva. There was a look of happiness in his eyes.“Glad we are finally able to get started now,” Ericson.