I'm not sure which of us was more shocked when I swallowed it.When he was finished I stood up. We stood there, both of us covered in piss and we hugge... and kissed until the piss was cold. But once it gets cold the fun is over. We showered thoroughly and went out and had breakfast.After breakfast, Jerry wanted to take me on a nice Sunday ride on his motorcycle. I thought that sounded like fun. I hadn't been for a bike ride since Dave left. I missed it. We dressed and he drove to his place on. He seemed to enjoy that grassy looking stuff. He also piled a plate full of pasta with and oil and vinegar dressing. I watched as he obviously enjoyed the meal.Since I had the urge for pizza, I knew it must be one of the better fuels for my new power converter. The explanation of the power converter explained a lot of things that were going on inside my mechanical brain. Back when I was me, I loved Ice Cream, but now I really had no desire for it. On the other hand, all things carbohydrate were. I moved back up and across her pussy to her other inner thigh, gently brushing her pussy lips. She purred and stopped playing with Bob, a content smile across her face. I rubbed back to her pussy and let my hand rest gently on her pussy. I stopped moving back and forth and instead pressed gently against the flesh, feeling the wet lips and the prominent clit as I pushed my fingers down. I brought my hand gently up and across her pussy and lingered on her clit for a moment, giving it a little. But her subtle acceptance of it, and willingness to let it continue between them, caused the Swedish student shiver of excitement every time she thought of it. Though at first she thought she was going to be too mortified to face Mrs. Flowers again, she now could not wait to be around her again, and wondered what kind of "look" she would get the next time the families got together.All of these thoughts galloped through her mind as she filled her lips with the tender, savory nipple of her.