" I didn't know what she meant by that, but I found out soon enough. I felt a warm stream of piss flowing down my back, streaming over my bottom and ...he back of my thighs. As her husband peed on me, Krystle reached between my legs and played with my pussy, rubbing my clit, probing my bottom, making her husband's urine splash against my nether lips. He must have had a gallon of piss saved up for me, almost a couple of minute's worth. His flow finally waned to a trickle, and I felt him shaking. My dick began throbbing at the thought of what was to come. On the way In noticed there was a second bedroom with a made bed. ‘Don’t worry that’s my house mate Tim’s room, he’s out’ he said as I peered into it. We made our way to his room where he had his TV on top of a cupboard that was next to a wall mirror. Peter flicked the TV on and slipped a video in. A lesbian porno. My hard dick was practially tearing through my jeans at the thought of getting fucked while watching a porno. We sat. He skirted her nipples until she almost couldn’t stand it anymore, then covered one of them and flicked it with the tip of his tongue. Her hands came down on the button to her own pants and she suddenly felt the urge to take them off. She unbuttoned and unzipped them quickly and lifted her hips to take the pants off. He felt her lift up and his hands went down to her hips to feel her hands struggling with her pants. He helped her slide them over her hips and down her legs. As he slid the pants. She is a very desirable woman.’ He laughed. ‘If she were mine, I would keep her under lock and key, for my eyes only.’ His smile mocked me. ‘We don’t treat our women that way. This is America.’ ‘Yes, I know. It is a pity for you but very fortunate for me.’ The bastard handed me his champagne glass he had finished with. ‘I suddenly am very hungry.’ I thought about going there myself but realized that was just stupid. Besides, I didn’t want to jeopardize my employment until I had something else.