I just needed him to be there.Eventually I was all cried out but continued to hold onto Trance for dearlife for a few more minutes before letting go. ...Thanks, Trance, I reallyneeded that. I'm so grateful you were here.**I'll always be here if you need me. Though I never thought I'd have youcrying on my shoulder.* He chuckled, and it brought a smile to my face.*Your shoulder? Hell, I barely reach your chest. I feel like a little kidnext to you.**Well, maybe you'll be taller when you grow up*I. I love you and I love drinking your pee.”She got up and stood on the couch, her legs on either side of me. She wasn’t wearing any panties.Slowly, she lowered her pussy onto my eager mouth and asked, “Do you want it, baby? Do you want my pee?”“I want it so much, babe. I want you to fill my mouth with your pee and I want to drink every last drop.”As if on cue, she sent a stream of pee from her pussy. Some of it splashed on my clothes, my face and the couch, and so I covered her pussy with my. " She had murmured, feeling no revulsion at his touch. One she even now only half remembered feeling while she had slept. That also had seemed like a dream.Nagi had regarded him, his eyes reflected in the mirror before her their gaze, steady and clear. His devotion to her continued well being, obvious and unimpeachable.It was indeed curious then to find her mind turning to her father. They had always been distant at best.She had never even known her mother's name, where abouts or even the exact. She was petite, hardly 5'2 with a tiny waist, gorgeous wide hips and a huge rack. We actually wore the same size bra, 38DD. But the cup size looked much bigger on her because of her narrow waist. Her hair was wavy and brown, but out in the sun, it had tones of violet. But the cutest thing about her were her green eyes with flecks of gold in them.I met her while we were both waiting in line at the checkout of a grocery store. All I needed was to pick up a loaf of bread for my mom on my way home.