"Meanwhile, I think you two have some business to finish so off to your room, and, no, MP, I don't look like a witch, do I?" MP just stood there, mout... open, until I pulled her away.Once in my room I brought her to me, kissing her gently until MP pulled away abruptly. "Jeremy, how'd your mom know what happened to us and what I was thinking?" Mental telepathy, MP; we can carry on whole conversations without anyone ever having to open their mouths. Wanna try it?"MP got really serious looking like. “Whore, put your lips around my pussy. I still have some piss left and want you to drink it. Get used to it because later you will drink it all.” She instructed me.I did what she wanted, but hated it and I hated her. Once I had my mouth on her pussy, she let it go, right into my mouth. I had a mouthful of her hot piss and had no choice but to swallow because she held my head in place. I couldn’t back away. Once I swallowed that, she peed a little more and I had to swallow that too.“Very good. I chose it because all my aliases have something to do with Riley.So, there we were, two impostors having a lovely polite but flirtatious dinner together beside the pool in an 80-degree paradise with the most spectacular night sky above I’d ever seen. There are several people I can think of, living and dead, I’d rather share this experience with.I wasn’t at all hesitant to order the ‘grill marinated lobster tail with rice and sauce vegetables’ at $65, nor to have my fill of single origin dark. She’s a sexy girl, a bit tall for my taste, but nicely curvy without being heavy. She’d shown me pretty much everything earlier in the evening with Irene there, as we checked out the extensive tattoo that began at her shoulder before curving down over one breast, her side, and her hip, before moving down along one thigh. “I took care of the virginity thing myself, years ago,” she finally continued. “But I’ve never had a man get anything but a finger or two inside me.” She slowly looked up at.