It was worth it, although I hadn't known prior to achieving my latest rite-of-passage to bad assedness, that I'd need to sit down to piss for the rest...of my life either. But it almost became a novelty, and only made me resentful when I was quite inconvenienced.There were a few sheets of toilet paper left on the roll. This was poor offerings to save my ass from whatever diseases that multiplied on the plastic seat, but luckily, I wasn't so much concerned with trivialities now. The booze I'd. I could feel his hand stroking my back and I leaned back, looking him in the eye. Then I just leant in and kissed him on the lips, I couldn’t believe I was doing it but he responded straight away with a deep tonguey kiss and before I knew it we were full on snogging. He was moaning into my mouth, really pushing his tongue in and his hand cupped my bum cheek, pulling me against him. I could feel myself getting really hard, moreover, he could feel it, and see it, bulging in my jeans. He stopped. I tensed as she brought her face towards my asshole, and then I felt her tongue touch me. She began to lap at my asshole with tiny strokes, sometimes in a circle, and it just felt so good. My cock was instantly hard again. I so wanted this.Leona was an expert and she massaged my prostrate, pulled my cock and balls behind for a quick kiss and nibble, and of course, fucked my asshole with her lovely silken tongue. And I wanted more.She began with her fingers, gently inserting one, and finger. I feel ashamed for throwing myself at him like a harlot, but relieved at the same time that I did so. Kissing may have just become my new favourite past time. I feel a weird tingling feeling between my thighs. It almost tickles, sort of like and itch that needs to be scratched, deep inside my body. I feel my undergarments slowly becoming moist, as though I have urinated, however I am certain I have not. Eventually I pull away from the kiss to catch my breath. David is still rubbing my back.