The smoking had become a turn-on, and as we kissed my hips moved involuntarily towards his, longing for the union between souls.I needed him. I wanted...to do something dirty with him, something new, so we moved to the bathroom and into the shower. My body writhed with anticipation. I don't know why we did this or why I felt so turned on by it, but I let him pee on me. I relished the feeling of being so filthy, so naughty and novel. It was something new and exciting in the same way that giving. Inside was a formal letter requesting my appearance at the trial of the boys who tried to beat me to death along with a subpoena. We were going back to New York.On Monday the following week, daddy and I woke up before the sun to pack our bags into the car to drive to Andrews Air Force Base in Maryland. Daddy was wearing his dress uniform and I was wearing my best pair of black pants and a white linen blouse. The actual distance from Ft. Belvoir to Andrews is about thirty miles. It took us an. It was this last topic that piqued my interest the most. I had seen lesbian porn before and watched Queer as Folk, and while I guess I was intrigued by the subject matter to a certain extent, it was never something I seriously considered. I had tossed around the idea of maybe exploring my curiosities when I went away to college. I figured if I was going to do it, I might as well do it in a setting that could provide some anonymity, in case I wasn't into it. But then I began hanging out with Em. Ma uttee kamray wash room say ho kar kamray pahnay aur kuch daar ronay ka baad apnay app ko sambala. Lakin 10 or 15 minutes ka baad muj ko us ka har step jo us na kiya tha acha lagnay lagga aur meree vagina pannii say bar gaiyeee. Meray haat kud ba kud hii vagina ki taraf barra aur ma na fingre karna surah kar dee. Muj ko acha lagga lakin ma abb sex addict ho chookee thee. Muj ko penis chayia tha. Apnay bahii sa ma is ka kah nahee saktee. Lakin ma na apnay figure aur hips next days us ka dika.