It didn’t matter. Chapter 6. Something newIt was Sunday morning and we were laying in bed chatting. I had a “morning glory” on the go.Jean as...ed. “You know when you lick me, doesn’t it bother you that you might get a taste of my urine?” No and I did get a taste the first time. “It doesn’t bother you at all?” No why? I asked. “I’ve been thinking. John put on a video and there was a woman in it and she pissed on the guy she was with.” She said. “And?” I asked. “Do you fancy trying it?” She. At some point, I found myself buried to the hilt inside Lester’s asshole, followed by Darius’s, and then Tyson’s. They all still had creamy loads inside them, but nobody minded that at all.I was soon very much underneath a series of women who rode me, one by one, taking their pleasure from my rock-hard prick. I didn’t recall how many times I actually came or they did, but it didn’t matter much. The journey was more enjoyable than the destination by now. We all knew that we would cum a lot,. They still lived together, I saw him all the time and she didn’t leave him for doing something wrong, she had just grown apart from him. When he was sober, he would tell me how much he loved her, and wanted her back, but when he was drinking, he would make sexual innuendo’s, one time even sucking a blueberry from my fingers. As much as it turned me on, I stayed away and didn’t encourage the situation. I would sleep over from time to time, if I was hanging out with Michelle and drinking a. MMMM such a lovely taste.We layed on the bed together until his mom yelled up the steps for us to come down for dinner. We got up to dress, when Brian asked me not to wear my panties or my bra. I asked why, he said he wants to tease his dad and his sister's boyfriend. Brian said he wants them to see how lucky he really is, with my firm breasts and my tight ass. I laughed and agreed. The thought of his dad googling me, wishing he could touch me, fuck me excited me.We joined the rest at.