Two more had an epiphany in the last hour that maybe swallowing the football players’ piss so they didn’t have to leave the field during a game wa... not the glamorous cheerleading life they dreamt of. I stayed because I take a series of buses home, and doing it with my hair soaked and stinking of piss was less enticing than continuing to swallow. The promise of a shower was an effective carrot on a stick.I don’t know how many liters I’ve drunk, enough to get a sloshing piss belly. The streams. Rather than going to all that time and effort maybe get up and show me how you look from a few different angles?"It was easy to turn around for her and then to walk to the door and back as she looked on but when she asked my to remove my shirt so she could see my general sizing that surprised me. By slowly I undid the buttons and stood for her to see. She had me turn again, slowly, raise my hands above my shoulders, then out to the sides and then bend over at the waist and touch my toes. It. He worked his way down to my taint still strokeing my cock. this was the best sex I have ever had. But he didn't stop there he pushed my legs up and pushed his face into my ass. I could not fight back. This was never supposed to happen, but it felt so good, so wrong. I was in his power. I felt my ass relax at the power of his tounge. If this was gay sex I like it. He fucked my ass with his tounge intill I began to moan. I did not know I was doing it. he stood up and said are you ready for. To Donna and others like Marge and Allen, it was simply a matter that no one could ever replace Kenny and she had no intentions of setting herself up for disappointment. The truth, of course, was that young Kenny, despite his chronological youth was more than able to keep her satisfied emotionally. Physically she yearned for the day when she could feel him inside her, but for the moment his oral and tactile stimulations were still enough to leave her breathless.Which brings us to Kenny's.