“I know, lie down,” shecommanded.I did as I was told and she stood over my face as she letthe stream flow again, pouring through her soaki...gknickers on to my face and chest, into my mouth and overmy cheeks. She pulled the knickers to one side andexposed her smooth cunt to me, pee stills pouring out ofher.Gradually it stopped and she just stood over me,grinning. I stood up and she pressed herself to my wet torsolicking my face, sucking the droplets of piss from it.“That is such. By now nobody was in the least bit sober; although Tony and I were regular drinkers I don't think either girl was."How about something different" suggested Tony, "what about you John do you want to play?" Sure," I said turning back to face them, "as long as it not snap or something stupid like that."I had heard them play snap earlier and there was no way I could face the evening playing that."Ok girls, how about strip poker?" suggested Tony and both girls giggled drunkenly."Come on John we're. He ran his hands down her back and around her waist. ‘You look every bit the dirty slut, Karla. I never knew you had it in you.’ Her breath drew in sharply. She wanted to laugh in his face and leave, but his hands were making her legs quiver and her neck sweat. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted it hard. ‘Anything for you.’ He moved his hands over Karla’s shoulders and down over her tits. ‘Really? After that blowjob last time I thought you weren’t interested in me at all.’ He started to. ." he started, only for her to cut him off."That you need to get dry and warm and not make a mess on mommy's couchwith your icky muddy pants?" she said proudly as if she'd actually readhis mind, when she'd done nothing of the sort. "So you'll do it?!" Wait, I never said I was." But, you never said no," she said smugly. "Come on, it'll be fun, andit'll just be us. Just until your stuff is dry."Her eyes were sparkling with that way she has about begging for things,that makes it way too hard to.