I habitually wear atee-shirt and boxer shorts to bed, so when my cock gothard it popped out of my boxer shorts. If I would havesaid anything or did an...thing my hard-on would have beenobvious. I didn’t want anyone to know that watchingsomeone else fuck my wife turned me on, so I let themfuck. My decision to let them alone also meant I couldcontinue to watch them, a fact I realized pleased me.Talk about an emotional conflict, the moment I realizedI was pleased about watching it made me. He smiled again, that boyish, attractive grin. He lifted the seat, and stood to one side of the toilet. After a few seconds, the stream started, slow at first, then rose to a lusty cascade of piss. I stood across the toilet from him and watched the flow. I knelt down to see it better, and I cold feel little droplets on my face. It seemed to go on a long time. I could smell the piss, and it turned me on. Somehow, I kept my hands to myself."Do you have to go?"Some of the morning coffee was aching. He takes a picture, causing me to growl, angrily. I start to imagine, what could happen to these pictures, what happens, if somehow they are leaked onto the internet. All of a sudden, I am brought back to reality, as the officer slaps my pussy, sending a stinging pain from my pussy, shocking me as I get hit right up the slit. OOhhh, I moan out. Causing my legs to buckle. I look down, with a shocked look on my face. ?What was, that was, why? I ask. ?Do you want me to call in the guards? he. “Moreau has taken his trip to the sun and we’re in no danger now...”“ ... other than a probable attack by aliens,” Jeff finished for her.“So,” his daughter responded as she looked up at him. Then, rubbing her pussy on his leg, “I’m going to pilot an interceptor. Who says I’ll survive the war to have those babies?”“That is one very good reason you should not be an interceptor pilot,” he started to snarl back, but caught himself in time to make it come out a little less forcefully.“And let.