“God Shawn I am so sore, please just fuck me than let me stretch, please,” I begged wanting him to get off and then let me loosen my sore muscles.... He lowered my leg and sped up his pace as he fucked me hard and fast. I knew he was close to coming as he reached around and squeezed my clit and mauled my breast and nipple, he held me tight as he filled my pussy. I was too sore and my muscles too tight to get even close to coming. “You must really be sore to not enjoy that,” he sounded. He pulls away from the wall and removes his teeth from my creamy skin and gives me a wolfish grin before holding my legs and carrying my towards the balcony, which faces a main freeway on ramp. If one were using it, they would have a perfect view of everything happening. Despite my protests, he would bend my over the railing, palming my breasts as they swayed over the edge and slowly slid his hard cock into my soaking wet pussy, whispering tauntingly sweet things into my ear about how everyone. "Remember, don't move," he warned. He unzipped his fly, pulled out his cock and before I realized it he was peeing right between my legs, soaking my jeans and underwear, I could feel the warmth spreading over my crotch as he said."You want to be a bitch, that’s fine. From now on you can be my bitch"?As I started to move away from his pee he leaned over and slapped my face."Don’t move,” he saidSo, there I was sitting splayed and letting him empty his bladder all over my groin. I was so. It involves biting into a lime, downing a shot of /tequila and then licking some salt off your wrist.Tala spoke for the first time since she'd begun teasing me with her toes. "What is this Tequila you speak of, Peter?"Luningning gave her sister a disapproving glance for using my first name."Thank you for using my first name, Tala. I appreciate it."She got my true meaning and gave me a shy smile."As to Tequila, it's a Mexican drink and its made from the cactus plant. You know what a cactus is,.