Come with me!” With that, she led me by the hand into my bathroom. She said, “I’m going into the tub and lie on my back. I want you ...o straddle me and piss on me! Will you do that for me, please?”Wow – this was very new to me. I’ve tried watersports on myself, after cumming. It was pleasant, but I’d done nothing like this. After a moment, I said, “Whatever you’d like!” After Honey was settled into the tub, I stepped in after her,. I sat there. Then we had chat. She told me that her hubby would come only after six months (He was in Dubai working as an Engineer).After sometime, suddenly there was a lightning and the power went out. She grabbed to my thighs in fear due to the lightning. I did not move an inch. She then placed her hands on my hairy thighs. However, I did not respond. I sat still. Then she placed her hands on the top of my Big Boss and started to move her hand on it. I was really roused… I placed my hands on. . oh, dear God! Jean maddeningly reasoned. What would it taste like... her magnificent animal-lover's cum? Less than human? She wasn't much of a judge, having tasted hot sperm only once--and then it had been her own husband's! Would it be gamey? Sweet, perhaps? Even tangy... and as hot and pungent as Mark's? Ooohhh... it didn't matter! She wanted it... wanted it shooting hotly into her mouth... to swallow his beautiful, wild jism and feel it dribbling smoothly down her throat, filling her. She arranged to move in that night and I helped her in with her bags and left her to get settled in. I took myself into the living room to pour a large drink and contemplate how I was going control my constantly throbbing cock in the days to come. Before too long the door opened and Rachel asked, in that soft, almost husky voice, if she could join me. Like before, she sat opposite, but this time she was wearing a very short flared skirt and soft silky blouse which barely covered the swell of.