You started to moan softly. I licked your teeth, and then met your tongue merging with mine. Your breasts heaved up, and you wrapped your legs around ...e. Your hand grabbed my cock, and started to go up and down on it's hard shaft, slowly, wantonly, coaxing more and more of my precum out, as it covered your fingers with the sticky salty evidence of my passion for you. Reluctantly, I moved my mouth away from yours, and kissed and licked down your neck, doing slow wet circles with my tongue,. I loved her very much and in time I grew to accept her sexual escapades and even encouraged them.Dave was a friend of mine and Maryanne's. A black man a few years older than we were. He had been busted for possession of marijuana. A serious offense in those bad old days. He was sentenced to a couple of years in the Antelope Conservation Camp, a minimum-security California penal camp in the Sierra foothills.Dave and I and Maryanne corresponded and Dave was able to put us on his visitor list. The. Mr. Jackson.... My eyes opened and i struggled to focus on who was whispering my name. As i wake from my sleep i notice that its Britt standing over me. I said "are you ok?" She said "yes i just needed to use the bathroom and wanted to wake you so you could go to bed" It was then that i realized that i had a raging hard-on from my dream i was having. I quickly tried to hide it by pulling one of the couch pillows over the boner in my sweat pants. It was obvious that she had already noticed it. I unzipped the dress and d****d it over the back of the seat, standing naked except for my stockings and sandals, feeling very daring and even hornier. I realised that after watching Jake pissing I needed to empty my bladder too. I squatted down, leant back a little and released my bladder, watching the stream of golden piss, arching from between my legs and spattering on the ground. It slowed to a trickle and I squirted out the last few drops.I got up and sat on the bench, spreading my legs.