”“God, me too.”“Take your pick.”“Need me to go to the other room?”He looked at me in puzzlement. “You’ve whacked it with other guys ...efore, right?”I nodded, and he shrugged and immediately dropped his trousers. I grabbed the magazine on top and stripped quickly. I sat against the nearest wall and opened my selection to a beautiful black woman stripping and pleasuring herself for me. I looked up to compare her skin to Bill’s, which was only slightly lighter, and stared in surprise at his solid. All of a sudden, she said, “Mama, I want to piss in your presence. Please accompany me.” She pissed in front of me. It was like a spring coming out of a cave.The toilet was full of resonating sound Chrrrrr… generated due to her piss. She said, “Mama, if you want to piss, piss just now, otherwise I shall not allow you to piss before complete fucking and ejaculation.” I started pissing. She hold my dick in her hand and controlled the speed of my pissing by pressing and releasing my dick.She tried. She laughed lightly and said, ‘You’re arrival has caused quite a stir, we’ve never had an artist in our midst before, this is not the sort of place where you expect an artist to want to live. By the way, I’m the vicar’s wife and we’re having a garden party on Saturday afternoon, here’s a pamphlet about it, you can get to meet quite a few people if you come along. I’ve got to rush, but I hope I’ll see you on Saturday, but if not I’m sure we’ll meet up again, it’s a small town.’ With that she. While I was out there I saw the kid next door out in front of his house with two of his friends. School was out for the summer. I guess the neighbor's house was the place that the local juvenile delinquents chose to hang out.I suppose that isn't fair. The neighbor kid and his friends haven't caused any problems. I've never had any kids and I tend to view teenagers with suspicion. It's all a part of the aging process where we reach a certain time in our lives and turn into curmudgeons. I'm.