Not somewhere dry and sandy ideally.Lara sat at her desk flicked through the records of her expeditions in her computer. There was that one that still...bothered her, the Egypt job. No matter how many times she went back over her own notes, the final line still bothered her."Unfortunately the key in its current state remains incomplete, nothing quite as useless as 4/5ths of a key."Lara opened the drawer of her desk and grabbed the incomplete key. To complete it would be to open the tomb of. But by now I can feel his wonderful bulge against my belly and an urgent, unstoppable and rising need to have the length and hardness of it buried inside me. I forgive him his youthful inexperience. The iron-hard bulge slips down off my belly, now he is thrusting it against my pudenda, dry fucking me, which only serves to increase my desire to have the real thing, good and wet. He has my blouse and bra off in no time at all and starts sucking very, very hard on my nipples. This bit I love; I. I poured a small portion of the liquid onto my meal, then crept into my roommates bedroom. She had passed out on her bed(I remembered that she had a big exam earlier that day) with just her panties and a pair of tight booty shorts on. I switched the glass holding my piss with the glass on her bedside table, then silently crept out of her room. I finally sat down to eat, and savored the taste of my piss on the meal. I chowed down then went to my room, stripped, and laid down to bed, still. As I try to sit up higher to get a glance at my crotch. My tighty-whiteyunderwear is still strained by my feminine hips. My familiar male bulgeisn't quite there anymore. I see a wet, stain on it. They were damp. Ipeed a bit. I shifted my body and I took off my underwear. My new breastsjiggled. I could feel the heavy weight of them on my chest. I took a lookat my stretched, floppy underwear in my hands. The front of my undies hadsome weird looking cum on it. It was mixed in with some bloody.