For as long as I could remember he'd provided the family with gossip. He had traveled widely, knocked about with a lot of women, and his taste (so I'd...heard) ran to the bizarre. I was dying to find out what that meant. When he had married a few years ago rumors sprang up about his wife, Dora. She wasn't kosher, as Eddie put it, but why, why, why? No one told me the details and looking at her gave me no clues. She was a small redhead, busty, with a pert ass, flashing green eyes, and full, red. She learned how to cover her tracks by deleting all traces of her obsessive behavior online. It was Friday afternoon and Lily had promised to come over with something special. When she heard someone at the door, she quickly pulled up her shorts, sans panties of course, and pulled down her tight fitting Lycra top over her small breasts and raced to the door. When she opened it up, her friend had a big smile on her face. "You won't believe it! I. After I left her I went home. Minutes dragged like hours. The phone rang. “Hello?”“Hi Jim.” It was Sara. “See you in 20 minutes. I have interesting news.” I could tell she was in a hurry.“Sara. Wait. Don’t go. What’s up?”“Can’t talk now. Too many people. See you in 20.”I went to the diner. There were two coffees on the table. What’s happening? I needed to have better patience. Then I saw her walk in the door. She came over and sat across from me.“You won’t believe what happened. "Now listen, slut.You're going to be punished." She tried to move her head away, but I held her firm to my cock, and put my thumbs over her eyes and pressed lightly. "Don't get any ideas, cunt, or I'll start to push in harder."That calmed her movements. She now waited with my cock pressing against the back of her mouth as I considered my next move."OK, Suman, here's the deal. I'm going to start pissing now. If you don't want it all over your new dress, you better not let any spill out of your.