Now this is a kinda true to life story, or maybe I'm just shucking, you just never know.I'd rented an ole shotgun place a few years back, wasn't much ...o look at, but it was out in the sticks so was good for my intended purposes.It had a big ole front room which was quickly turned into a practice room for my band. I'd tacked egg carton baffling up on the south wall as that was the general direction of my only neighbor who also happened to be my landlord.Said landlord was a mighty tree stump plug. I returned home on sunday , my wife was in a good mood had brought home food from the party, we had supper , she then had a bath , i had a bath after her , i noticed 1 of her sexy black pantie was laying in wash basked and that in the crouch area it was very white stained but i didnt take much notice , she said while we were in bed that she had a really good time at the party. i left again on wednesday for site. i once again went home 2 weekends later , every thing was in order at home and we. ..?No... wait... Max...? Was it?" I kept my face stern despite the growingpressure in my crotch. I continued as if he had not interrupted."But despite your rampant 'sexcapades,' your group has still beencautious. Whether out of concern of being caught or out of courtesy foryour victims, you four have been careful not to cause any lastingdamage. Well, traumatizing one 'fuccboi douchebag' may count as lastingdamage, but he came out of the experience a better person. I'm no saint,but I think I can. "Oh my god, is this turning you on?"she asked. The rock hard state of my cock made it impossible to say otherwise. "I guess so," I replied, "I didn't know it would, but damn, feeling your pee on me is certainly a turn on." I watched as the last few drops off her pee dripped from her beautiful little pussy lips. I reached for her pussy and wiped her clean with my hand. "Gross, you ass, what are you doing!" she shouted at me. "just giving you a wipe!" I answered. And then I took the hand with her.