She thanked me with a cold margarita, and offered to make dinner for me. I teased that a massage was really the only other thing I needed, and with an...alluring smile she replied, "How about both?" An offer I couldn't refuse. After dinner, we relaxed on her futon and had a couple more margaritas as we talked and joked around. I really wasn't thinking about a massage anymore as our conversation drifted to past relationships, lovers and frustrations, leading into sharing thoughts about what women. Next day boss ne cabin me bulaya mush camra ka pic dekha kar bole yeh kon hai. Jis style ki pic thi so mushe jhoot bolna pada yeh my setting hai so boss bole kal mere flat par lao . Main kuch bol nahi paya. Room per aakar yeh baat baji se boli wo bhi pareshan ho gai. Boss ke kai baar phone aa chuke so baji boli chalkar dekhte shayed koi aur baat ho . Us waqt baji ki age 32 thi kuch fatty ho gai thi aur main 25 ka tha.boss ki age about 50 thi.Hum dono darte hue boss ke flate per gaye. Only boss. Tony took a deep breath and then yellow fluid began gushing from around Tony’s cock out of Barbara’s mouth. He was pissing right her mouth. He was forcing Barbara’s mouth to be his human toilet. Tony looked down at her, ‘swallow it down, you little whore.’ ‘Or I’ll shove it all the way down and piss right into your throat.’ The piss stopped escaping from Barbara’s mouth. Her lips were clamped around Tony’s urinating cock. She was drinking it, gulping the hot piss as it drained from his big. Anyway. He was trying to take me out to help me get my mind off of her. I turned him down for about a week. One day I finally gave in and told him that I wanted to go downtown. So after work I went home to shower and get dressed. He picked me up a little later. We head to downtown Baltimore. We go to a few bars. Then we end up at our last bar. This one was definitely different from the other bars. “Is it just me or is there a lot more men than women here?” I ask. “No worries buddy. It’s all.