Her lips twitched into a smile as she saw Heather bring up the rear."Hi," was all Diane could think of to say."Everything all right, dear?" Janet aske.... "You look rather relieved to see us."Before Diane could answer, Heather stepped up to her, gave her a quick hug, and whispered the words "she's okay." Diane uttered another quick, relieved sigh before she spoke again. "The roads are still icy and all that." It was fine. Did you stir the stew for me?" Janet asked as she walked down the hall. I moved my hips forward. My cock thrust at her. She reached, held it and stroked. I reached for her. She withdrew. She shook her tits at me. People shouted encouragement. I turned as I danced. My cock bobbled, erect. It throbbed. She approached again.Pictures were being taken.My cock was in her hand. She continued to laugh. I took her hand in mine. She looked at me. I pulled her forward and turned her. She danced in front of me. I put my hands on her hips.Thumbs under panties. Slowly, I slid. I again was dumbstruck. She never refused me. She had just fucked a roomful of strangers, yet she was refusing to do me. I stood there with my limp dick in my hand, and then did the unthinkable. I began pissing on her. I started at her belly and worked the spray up past her tits and to her face. I don’t know why I did it. I guess it was my way to show disgust, or something. But, when she realized what I was doing, she opened her mouth. So, I pissed in her mouth too. She swallowed. " She took hold of my dick like she was holding a hammer and began to gently move her hand up and down. This made me enlarge to my fullest and I took pride of how large I could get. She bent over and had it in her mouth in no time, licking the under part where it is most sensitve. I could feel her wet lips move up and down my shaft, sometimes closing tightly. I could not hold back my first load of cum which she swallowed.She lifted her head and said, "Now that I've tasted you, I want you.