“O-okay. Alright, then. But, um, it’s the big secret, so you gotta c’mere,” Emily whispered. “I don’t want anyone, y’know, overhearing o... nothing.”A grin was plastered on her face, but despite the sips of Tequila, her insides seemed to have twisted themselves dry and sober in dreadful anticipation of this moment. Brian gave her a compliant nod and chuckled, leaning in so that they were sitting in a huddle together on that couch.This is it. She let her forehead knock lightly against his. Took a. Your hand is wet with a mixture of pee and sex juice. You whisper in my ear again.“It’s nearly our stop, Annie…let a bit more out…for me.”Now I’ve started thinking about it, it’s getting worse. And letting a little bit out hasn’t helped. It’s getting painful. I don’t think I can hold on much longer anyway. I let go for a fraction of a second, and release another little squirt of pee into my panties. I look down, and can see a little wet spot on the crotch of my jeans.You have both your arms. This went on for about 5 minutes until George asked if you could suck me.Getting on to his knees, he took my cock into his hands and slowly put out his tongue to lick pre cum from the tip of my cock, I nearly blew my load there and then. After kissing and licking, he slowly took my cock into his mouth, sucking and tensing; it's a moment in my life I will never forget. After about five minutes of this, I had to stop him; it's my turn now I told him.Swapping round I got onto my knees and took his. He definitely was paying attention to my movements. I took my hand from holding my skirt up and waved. Tommy lifted his hand from his crotch and gave me a thumbs up. I pulled my hand from between my legs and pointed to the balcony area where there is a full glass storm door. He nodded his head and I slowly walked to the door. When I got there I slowly lifted my skirt again. I put my hand between my legs again and started rubbing on my now leaking cock. I put my hand down my pantyhose. I pulled.