Moving behind me Josh cupped my head in his hands and told me to open my mouth. Before me, Marc took hold of his knob and commenced pissing in my mout.... I was shocked initially but incredibly intrigued at the same time because having the best-looking guy at the school pissing in one’s mouth felt like an honour to me. The taste was really not so bad and even though I swallowed a bit of the sap, it didn’t gross me out. It took a good minute and a half for him to empty his bladder.After he. I didn’t have any intention until then. As usually my parents went out. It was a Friday evening in monsoon.She was supposed to leave by 6 but as my parents were out she was suggested to stay with me till my parents arrive. Suddenly it started to rain. She then realized that the cloth was hanged for drying in the upstairs. She called me for help. We both went upstairs and she took the cloth and gave it to me. It continued. As it was windy I was holding it on my shoulders.We had enough lighting. That had been a nice holiday to Italy, with her old schoolfriend Rebekah. The Tuscan sun had brought out her freckles, which she considered to be her best feature. She texted Rebekah suggesting a Saturday morning gossip over a cup of tea. She looked at the section which detailed her physical attributes. Hair: red. Eyes: Blue. Height: 5 feet 6 inches. Build: slim. There was no box where she could indicate ‘Tits: Enormous,’ and tempting though it was to simply add this apparently important. He had a nightstand with pictures on it. There was one of his wife and one of... Me?My mind went blank... The only thing I could think of was his wife... Obviously she never entered this room. If she did I'm sure she wouldn't approve, even if she thought I was his neice. There was another picuter on the nightstand. It was a young handsome man in some sort of uniform. I took the picture out of the frame and on the back it read; "Carter, 25 years old." My mouth fell open. I knew Carter was.