Haaahaaahaaahaa ... I’m gonna pee! Haaahaaahaaahaa ... I’m gonna pee like a little girl!”They didn’t stop and didn’t take long for the sensa...ion to overtake my body and a thick yellow stream shot out of my cunny.“Ahhhhhhhhhh ... Ahhhhhhh...”The redhead ducked and rolled out of the way. She avoided getting spashed by my pee. Everyone else kept up their attacks. My clitty was even being tickled while I peed. I thought about how humiliated my Mom was when she was tickled until she peed. I hoped my. She closed her eyes. "So what if no man comes to rescue me... who needs a man. I can make myself happy yes, all by myself. I don't need any goddamned cock to make me feel good. I can just use my fingers. Yeah, that's fine, just fine. I can do all right by myself."She fingered her pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned. She slid a finger inside her cunt. God, that felt good. She was so horny. It seemed crazy for her to be hot like that, when she felt so bad, her spirits so low. Well, she thought,. She was running a geothermal site for a Colorado electric provider, but being paid substandard pay. Maybe it was because she's a woman – or looks black – or she's an Indian. Don't we live in a grand country? Shit. If it wasn't for all the other countries that are worse, we'd really suck.And she was a big woman: 6'2" or so, shocking blue eyes in a black face, with short, kinky hair. She pumped iron in her spare time, and I'm sure she could lift me easily. The very broad shoulders she'd developed. “Well, shit,” Jason said, and headed for the bathroom. I watched his hard cock sway as he walked, a solid seven inches and thicker than most cocks I've known. It must be weird to walk with your cock pointing the way. I wondered if I’d ever feel it inside me again. He returned seconds later with a little bottle of lotion. He squirted some into his hand and began to masturbate. “Don’t mind me,” he muttered. Seeing my husband’s hard cock aroused me, my son’s lips on my nipple aroused me, and my.