Mike knew he couldn't take much more of this. Besides the fucking, Shannon just had a way of making him cum quicker, just by the way she looked at him... He told her to get up and lie down on the bed. She dismounted, giving Mike a wicked smile as she did. She spun around and before she even made it to the bed, Mike was throwing her down and flipping her onto her back. "I told you I wanted you bad", he grunted. This only made Shannon pussy even wetter, wetter than she ever thought it could get.. ”“See,” she smiled, “you do have a hobby after all. I told you yesterday you weren’t boring.”“Yeah, but drinking isn’t really a hobby, it’s an escape, and a piss poor one at that. You always have to sober up.”“Well I still think it’s something interesting.”“Yeah,” he joked, “well, you may have to explain that to my liver someday.”“I’ll explain it to yours,” she countered, “if you’ll explain it to mine.”“Sounds like a deal.” While he knew it was a joke, he happily envisioned them somewhere in. .. No, No", she replied still holding and stroking his fingers. "Would you like one?" he asked. She immediately increased her grinning expression which conveyed her answer, he ordered.She didn't engage him in any conversation, just sat smiling and giving his fingers a nice massage but enough to convince him that either she was desperate for affection, was a person released from one of the institutions for the mentally disturbed or had taken him for somebody else but until the penny dropped that. Then he said, “It looked as if you liked Lester’s cum, and here is a new experience for you since you like fluids shooting into your mouth. I’ve got to piss really bad so swallow fast. Don’t let any of it spill onto me or the truck.” Then I felt the first spray of his piss, and it kept flowing and flowing as I swallowed as fast as I could. The force of it slowed after a minute or so and I could begin to actually taste his yellow fluid. I was surprised that it didn’t taste all that bad, and he.