She was looking at it without any expression.I told.. its erect and not quite possible to urinate and waiting for it to Calm down. She let out a quick...laugh and regained composure. I then pissed in the bottle and she was even helping me by passing a tissue. After i was done, it was her chance.Clearly she was very nervous. She said she can Manage till we reach. But i Ordered her not to be stupid and do it and enjoy the travel, and this thing will only be between us.She half heartedly began. " Well, we can always try out his mouth and ass and see!"Both boys laughed at that one. They had pulled up next tothe walkinggirl. Tyrone beeped his horn. The boys hid theirfuckspears from sight for a moment. Jamal rolled down his window. "Yo, Tina. Tina, you remember me, Tyrone. I a friend ofyour sisters. Wewas good friends las' year. Remember?"The sweet tiny girl turned toward the black boys in the car. "Oh yeah, sure, hi! " She stood there awkwardly, swingingher book back. She was so fucking. By the ninth or tenth open-handed slap on my ass, I really DID burstinto tears. Not just because of the pain, which was intense enough, butbecause of the experience of being manhandled that way--my round asspushed helplessly in the air, my massive tits tumbling uncomfortablybeneath me, my squeaky voice crying out in fear and pleasure. It pushedme into a mind-numbing climax. And with that climax came a growingrealization: I would never go back to juicing by myself again. Thegirl-gasms I got. His hands moved again.I whispered, "you can touch it."He seemed to have been waiting for that. His hands moved to his khakis, his fingers finding the sides of his penis. He made and adjustment, and I could clearly see the length (and width) of his cock. He squeezed it, and started rubbing a bit."Better?" I asked.He managed to say yes."You like my panties?" I asked him again.He said yes - in the same, low tone."My cotton panties?" I said, stressing the word "panties."He nodded ... barely."My.