It felt like she was barely touching you while simultaneously touching the depths of your soul. it was one of those things that felt so good that you ...anted it to stop but you could hear your lips begging her for more. She ate me for what felt like an eternity while i squirted in her face twice. Each time i did, shed lick it up and moan like i was the most delicious thing she ever tasted. Then she got up and laid down and said, "my turn." I got up on shaky legs and saw the men staring at. Not a lot, just enough to make her lose her hard fought self control. She was a piss-hound. A urine goddess. A woman who absolutely loved golden fluids. She not only desired to have men, and women, piss on her soft beautiful skin, she absolutely ached for it. She loved the feel of a hard cock pushing deep into her asshole and unleashing a torrent of yellow fluids into her rectum, almost as much as she loved the feel of a gushing, hot stream of piss filling her pussy. The only thing she loved. I was 19 with a swimmers body and when my time arrived I had breakfast by the pool and played R&B as I sunned and swam till noon. Our neighbor lady was older than my parents (she later told me she was 55) and nothing special but she had a knowing smile. I had caught her watching me from time to time as I lay out only in my swim suit. I pretended to have not seen her but it made me feel titillated to be watched by an older woman. Even an older woman that was not my usual tight bodied type. The. The idea of being with a guy with a big cock was my dream. My last lover, although loving and caring, did not entirely turn me on with the deep down passion I so desperately craved. The idea of finally getting what I had been after for so long was a huge turn on. Boldly, his hand found its way to the outside of my jeans, and as he felt my erection from the outside, he whispered “mmm, somebody’s excited”. I giggled and as my hands moved from his shoulders to his thin chest, his ribs could be.