Pamela was happy Melanie changed her time when they chatted the next morning. They arranged for Friday for their night out.Friday evening with both th...ir respective husbands back home from work, both Melanie & Pamela were already dressed up with makeup already on. Melanie wore a baggy dress while Pamela wore a vest top with leather mini skirt wearing no tights showing off her golden tanned legs. Melanie knew Pamela's tan was all over as she occasionally noticed whilst looking out through her. She turns to see Missy sitting right next to her wearing absolutely nothing. What’s more are the cat ear atop her head and the silky tail softly thumping on the cushion. “I’m either dreaming or totally wasted,” she observes.“No, you’re not dreaming,” Missy offers. “But you’re probably wasted.”“Okay, I’ll entertain this,” Sylvie says, grinning. “Who are you?”“I’m Missy,” the catgirl answers.“The pet?” the college girl counters.“Of course,” Missy answers. “I’m here to fuck you.”“Oh yeah,” Sylvie. So fuck it, I’m just gonna piss against this wall. Not sure why, but rather than just pulling my dick out, I dropped my pants exposing my jock strap covered ass. Pulling my jock aside I pulled free my dick. I had such a wicked piss hardon. Trying to not piss on my pants or shoes I had to bend slightly. I wobbled and fell against the firm brinks, and I could feel a cool breeze on my exposed hole as I emptied my bladder onto the wall.Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Kent. I think of all the blokjes she told me about V was her favourite. She wouldnt see or hear from him for a month then he would turn up for a day or two before disappearing again. He had a flat somewhere near where M lived.In some ways he did me a favour because he was the person who always told M that spunk was full of vitamin E and not only was it good for body it was also very good for the skin.This sound advice is the reason why, though the blowjobs may have worn off for me in recent times, I.