* * * * * * * * * *Rivers carefully stepped onto the stone steps that led down into themansion's wine cellar. A dim electric light provided ... minimal amountof lighting. He turned, carefully easing the door shut behind him thatled back out into the kitchen.He'd managed to bluff his way through into the kitchen easily enough,acting like a spoilt rich brat wanting to know when the food was goingto be brought out. The staff had placated him with a slice of Frenchtoast and caviar, and. ”They both broke out in uncontrollable laughter. I was soon laughing with them.“It-it is so funny look-looking,” she continued. “All-all night. Precum ooz-oozing out of him a lot of the night.”Peter dropped down on the bed next to her still laughing.“But, but I'll tell what,” she went on. “The next day the sex is so intense.”I smiled when Peter looked up at me.“Something about that thing in there all night makes him go on and on.”“Plugs can be fun,” he said, as he began to get control of. She asked me to stand in front of her. Using her hands to spread her pussy lips she began to work on her wet pussy to release a hot stream of her piss on me. The excitement was so very visible on her face and as she looked into my eyes she let out a gasp as the jet stream of hot piss left my pussy and hit my body.She began to adjust her body so that the stream could land on my dick and legs. She was taking extreme pleasure in showering my dick with her piss and requested me to turn around so. . we'll be here for a few days!"The lumbering man smiled and dashes to his new wife. Grinning, his arm ensnares her waist and assaults her with kisses. "It'll be a while before they get back," he whispers."Why do WE have to get these stupid sticks?" Trudy grunts as she lunges to the ground."Oh stop whining Trudy, I'm sure Eric just wanted some "alone time"," Jandice mimes quotation marks with her fingers, looking disgusted.The girls wander around, struggling in vain to find suitable fire.