Sure, anyone with eyes could see, Carol was hunting for satisfaction. It is Carol, right? A little embarrassed, I can't remember. We all knew that bit...h was in such heat. But fuck it, we had work, and that means something to me.But then, man, you had to open your fucking mouth. Don't get me wrong; I expect men like you to nickel and dime. It comes from impotence. You're not so busy or successful that there's no time to carve, carry, sculpt, or build empires from the stone earth. You're too. He grabbed the other can of beer, and drank it in one go. I stood up and started for the door.“Where you going?”“To clean my face.”“No need to go anywhere else for that. I’ve just drank 2 cans of beer, and I haven’t peed all morning. I gotta full bladder!” I smiled and kneeled in front of him. He held his limp cock over my face, and began to piss. The hot stream of yellowly liquid splashed over my face, until he found his aim, and it splattered into my mouth. Like his cum, his stream of piss. I was also married with one son. She was only 19 when she got married to my uncle. Even though her son is also married, but she has maintained herself so well that she still look hardly 35 year old only. Sometime I used to tease her, whether she was competing with her daughter in law in beauty. Soon after marriage, her son and daughter in law shifted to Surat as he got good job there.My story started when I went to stay with my uncle for some days as I had to renew my visa. When I reached. I will warn you, though. If you sleep in with me, I like to spoon, so you may wake up with my arms around you. I’ll wear boxers and jogging bottoms, so you should be safe from my autonomic nervous system.”Jules looked confused.“He means so you don’t get poked in the butt by his morning wood,” Amanda explained. “Well, not quite as hard, or directly, anyway.”Jules blushed a little, but grinned.“Can we stay here?” she asked.“Sure,” I said. “Do you need to get anything from your room?”“Why don’t we.