Urine trivia ran through her mind. It was supposed to be clean right? Well, sterile at least. It couldn’t be that much worse than letting him shoot ...is cum all over her, surely? At least it didn’t smell too strongly, a sure sign of kidney health.She felt the stream travel back and cross her chest, obviously he wanted to make sure he pissed directly on both of her tits, then it travelled downwards. As it got to her navel he commended “spread your legs” and she did without a second thought. The. When I pulled almost all the way out and slid fully back, hands firm on her hips, she made the low, sexy, moaning sigh of hers that never fails to spike my lust for her. I pulled out and pushed into her again, and again, beginning a slow fucking rhythm. Her body responded, pushing back onto me each time I drove forward. My hands released her hips, one sliding up her side to her breast, which I started caressing and kneading, sometimes lightly pinching or pulling her hard nipple. The other hand. The man had a scraggly growth of facial hair that looked like it had not been shaved in five days.“Well, I ordered every member of the crew of Corsica to attend a training session. I’m assuming Mister...” I said with a long pause“Morgan,” the man said. “Anders Morgan. I’m supposed to be one of your missile techs.”“Come on in,” I offered. “Just head to the right and stick to the open area.”“But I’m a missile tech. Why do I need to see the bridge simulator?” the man asked as he entered.His fellow. "be there at eight." she said giving me her address. She still had a hot body and I couldn't believe that she asked me to dinner. On my way to her house I had stopped to get some flowers and candy for her. I knocked on her door and she answered it wearing nothing but a towel."am I early?" I asked. "no you're right on time." she replied. She lead me to the living room. Watching her walk around in that towel gave me a raging hard on. We sat down and talked. "how have you been?" I asked. "I'm.