At that point he told me to open my mouth and close my eyes. He told me how I acted next would determine if I would be allowed to swallow him.He then ...aid, “leave your mouth open. I am going to piss in your mouth. You don't have to swallow any, but it will impress me if you do.” Then he said, “Tell me you want me to piss in your mouth.” I couldn't believe where this had gone. But I also wanted to feel his cock in my mouth. It was like another person talking when I said, "Would you please piss. I decided that now might not be the best time to try to explain thesituation to Laura. Besides, she probably would not believe such a wildstory anyway. I barely believed it myself even after everything that hadhappened. I was also very surprised to see that Laura followed Jim'sorders without saying anything about finding Jim, who she obviouslythought was me, kissing me, who she thought was Jill, in her bedroom. Shewent quietly to the kitchen. I was surprised.After Laura had left the room, Jim. Then he mounted her, old school missionary style. He pushed his thick cock against her pussy lips and held it there, just leaving her suspended in anticipation for a few moments. It felt like eons to Britney. She was longing for his hard dick to come deep inside her and pound her. She instinctively tilted her hips, pushing against his lingering shaft. She let out a gasp at the sensation of it slowly parting her vagina, as he followed her lead by pushing his eager cock, all of it, deep inside. Not that I am beautiful or young but I have other ways that draw the attention of the men around me. It is obvious to them that I love them and find them all endlessly fascinating and sexy in their own way. There is a great deal of appeal in that. I got the invitation to the annual "Spring Fling" cocktail party a few weeks ago and began to make my plans. This was my opportunity to entice Michael and I planned to take every advantage of it. My dress was a coral-tinted sheath made of a very soft.