As i did this she put her hand in my trousers and began to wank my cock.I was soon stiff and my cock was straining to get out.She looked at me and sai...,"Lets go out for some air,shall we".She took me outside and round to the back of the club."Fuck i'm horny" she said,"I need a good fucking.But i just need to do something first".At this she lifted her skirt up and pulled her panties to one side."I need a fucking piss first".At this she bent down and began to piss in the street.Unbelievably i. He was calling me names, fucking whore, fucking bitch, take my cock in your ass you slut. He probably was testing me out, trying to break me, but I've had a lot bigger cocks in my ass so I just let him have his way with me.Maybe three minutes later, I could tell he was getting ready to cum, he started speaking French again, pulled his cock out of my ass, and slammed it deep into my waiting mouth. He was shaking and used two hands forcibly on the back of my head as he came in my mouth. He kept. I hadn’t realised how much I missed having someone to chat to ... even just to have someone nearby, company, you know.”She ducked her head, blushing a little. “It takes a bit of getting used to.”“Being wanted?”“Um. Being accepted, maybe?” She collected up bowls and left me with a second cup of the elixir of life while she began to wash up.Once I was properly washed and ready for the day, I got on with catching up. There were a good few emails in my inbox, mostly junk, but a few from old friends. Clearly I didn’t need to wait for permission as he helped clear the way and pushed the waist band of his shorts down further to make himself more comfortable.Of course it didn’t hurt that my favourite make-me-horny song was blasting on the stereo. The lyrics go something like “I like your pants around your feet, I like the dirt that’s on your knees, and I like the way you still say please when you’re looking up at me, you’re like my favourite damn disease”. DAMN! That song gets me wet every.