I obey."Does sir need to piss?" I ask."Yes, sir needs to piss. Open your mouth." I'm happy to do as ordered but would sir care to piss in my ass?"He l...oks confused."Sir's cock is hard enough. Put the head in my ass and piss. If sir wishes, of course." Put your fucking hands on the wall then, you fucking whacked out pussy."I do as instructed. I feel his cock push pass my sphincter. It takes a moment then I feel my bowels fill with his hot piss. I swallow a moan of pleasure. As was the case last. The situation we were all in forced me to ask a lot. Perhaps too much.Trouble was not yet avoided.Tiffany looked at me. "Can I ask a question?" Sure. Any time." Why are you even negotiating?" Because total victory is too much."Chapter 31: TiffanyOk. I admit it. I was curious. Make that confused. Jacob had put himself in the dominant position. Of his top three enemies, the police was holding one, the other was lying low and the third was starting to watch his step. All Jacob needed to do now was. I shifted to Mumbai 6 yrs back and this is story is about my neighborhood aunty, how I got lucky with her. This is the real story and her name is Kunda (name changed), a 40 yrs old housewife with 3 children’s and with a 38-34-36- status. I came to know about her by my friends.Coming to the story, it was before the Ganpati festival we started to talk normally and I’m being new to this I use to feel shy and used to get scared of talking with her and always ended up masturbating by thinking about. Funny how my g f liked wearing silk blouses with no bra when she was off work, it didn’t take long for them both to begin to peel each others clothes off kissing caressing each others bodies having each others clothes completely off thrown onto the back of the couch my g f was sitting on her friend between her milky white thighs kissing and licking her way up to her honey patch. rubbing her nose against her clit as she worked her tongue up and down her swollen lips her fingers gently working.