She let out a sound that was more of a gasp than a scream as she turned and tried to push the door shut. I leaned in and shoved her back against the ...oilet with the door. "What are you doing!" She sort of yelped at me. The door was still partially between us pinning her against the toilet. I let up the pressure on the door for a second and pulled her out of the way by the arm so I could swing it fully open. "Don't play sweet angel with me" I answered. "I saw you licking up piss."She. ” But hey, it was a compliment, so I happily replied, “Thanks, so are you.”I glanced down at her hand, which still rested on my leg, just above my knee.“How long have you been married?” I asked.“Oh gee,” she replied, glancing down at her ring, “Fifteen, maybe sixteen years.”“So, you had Tanner before you got married?” I surmised.“Yeah,” she replied. “I was a little on the wild side.”I chuckled out loud.“Was,” I repeated out loud. She chuckled out loud at my response.“Yeah,” she replied, “But,. Enough. Oh God. Stop. Pleeeease stop.”Whatever m’lady wants. I stopped but I felt good about what I had done. I had no idea before how I would feel about giving others relief, but, I like it.I can barely believe I just did that to two cheerleaders. I tell you, this cunnilingus shit is powerful stuff. Did I just use the word cunnilingus?I was literally pooped. And boy did I need a shower. My face must have looked like a glazed donut by this point.The girls parted to let me through. Only Addison. She also explained that most people were taking an escort of someone with them because the seminar was not 24 hours and they felt it would help the culture of the conversation at dinner as they were all booked into the same hotel and would most likely dine together at large tables and that I had come highly recommended from Ruth, as being a policeman I would know the ropes and be a bit more worldly and to coin a phrase “could open doors”, I thought I knew what she meant but did not pursue that.