The women, however, enjoyed it even more. Both the pissing itself and watching. In turn, they covered him with their yellow juice and slowly filled th... tub more and more. They were not finished with him yet. All ladies used the drinks and sipped greedy as much as they could, because each wanted to piss a second time on the slave.The next four women who entered the bath had decided to irradiate him from all directions, and that was exactly what they were doing. It rippled like a gigantic. Both ladies were startled by the sound of the door chime.Soraia hopped up "Who could that be? I'll get rid of them. You can check out the rest of the pics ... I've already seen them, and enjoyed them several times," she laughed as she trotted toward the door.Amy snuck a finger down between her legs as she viewed the next photos of the actor's rock hard cock. She pressed against her clit through the fabric of her bikini bottoms. Touching herself lightly, she felt a flush of desire. She quickly. Mike always found her fragrance intoxicating if not actually addicting. It didn't matter what perfume she wore, or if she wore nothing at all — there was always her scent.He drained the bottle and looked at it considering that his heart seemed just as dark, just as cold, and just as empty. He heaved it out into the lake.A flutter of pale yellow fabric caught his eye as she sat beside him. Damn, she was wearing it — the sundress with twenty-three small white buttons, although buttons number. ”“Huh?”“Tony, you idiot! What girl could compete with that goddess? Melody probably feels like you don’t think she’s good enough or pretty enough.”“That’s ridiculous. Lissa has been nothing but supportive of Melody and me. She plays racquetball with me. She’s teaching Melody. She modeled for us. She taught us ... stuff. She...”“Slept with you.”“Yeah, but it’s not like she hasn’t slept with Melody, too.”“What? Oh my god!”“Oh shit. I shouldn’t have said that. Sandra, you’ve got to forget I said.