She told me the taste was slightly salty, but it did taste good. Her Dad approved and told her the next time she would have it all to herself. Then he...asked her if she had to pee, which she did. He told her to stand with one leg on either side of him and squat over his face. He then told her to pee on his face and as she did he opened his mouth drinking all her pee. I looked at Linda, with disbelief and said ‘I can’t even come close to getting my cock in my mouth, look.’ I bent my head down and. "No sense of adventure?"Burning with shame, I sat down at my computer.**********After lunch, Cheri was in one of the 'upper management' meetingsshe had, when I had to pee again. This time, she wasn't needlingme. Without her embarrassing comments, I felt a bit morerelaxed. That was what clobbered my willpower. I didn't feeltense, nor watched. I went in to the restroom, and sat down (aftermaking sure it was empty, of course). I relieved myself, and as Istarted to dry, I decided to give it a. I felt like some kind of sick hand puppet, with Jess’s hand in my ass controlling me. As I calmed down with the obscenities, I eventually just laid there in silence for several minutes, legs up over my body, my head hanging off the end of the couch, adjusting to the new feeling. I don’t know how long I was there for, could’ve been thirty seconds, could’ve been five minutes. I was totally zoned out. What finally brought me back was the feeling of some wet fingers slipping into my cunt. I looked. That worried me, their crop was only a mile or so from my camp. Far too close, and the risk was they could attract attention to me. The woman was young, perhaps 25 or so. She went down to the creek, squatted down. Then she stood up, pulled her clothes off quickly and slipped into the cold water. It took her some time to adjust, the water was very cold. Her breasts were full and sagged a bit, she had a bit of a soft roll across her abdomen. There was a mass of black natural pubic hair, her.