Why the needto remove the panties at all?I still hadn't heard the sound of peeing. Then there were three highheel clicks on the floor as she approache... me."Open your mouth and hold these while I pee."Without thinking I opened my mouth. My brain had fallen well behind myexcitement of being alone with this woman. By the time my it had warnedme it was too late. My mouth was stuffed with her pee dampened panties.Three heel clicks back and finally the sound of peeing into a toilet. Itwent on for a. An hour later, I had completely given up on watching the door and was trying to focus on my friends, who were caught up in a quiet debate about one of the hotel guests. To say that I was drunk was probably a slight understatement, I had reached the point of feeling sober again so I knew I was far from it. As the evening had progressed I had been sliding further and further down in my seat and was beginning to view the world from an odd angle, but with the beer goggles firmly in place, there was. If I had to guess I’d say maybe about five foot two, or maybe three. Tiny is the word I would use to describe her.Me, I’m totally the opposite of my angel. Older forty-something, Divorced Caucasian male. Slight Budweiser beer belly, long blonde hair with blue eyes. I’m six foot and two hundred and twenty pounds. I tower over her small frame.My name is Tom and I was raised by my dad who swore by the words, “The races aren’t supposed to be mixed”.Don’t get me wrong,. "Legs apart, lean back on the table!"She opened her legs out and leaned her elbows back on the table. She saw him ooze glue on the dildo and then felt him side it into her.... down deep, nestling against her cervix. He pushed the end protruding from her pussy lips into her, and squished glue over it. She gasped in pain as he gripped her inner pussy lips with his tongs and flattened them over the end of the dildo. "There we are... just a slight bulge on your mound of Venus" he patted her mound..