I needed no further encouragement. I started to pee, a hot stream of piss leaping from my pussy slit and spraying downwards as a hosing torrent of pis... to soak the carpet in a similar matter to my roommate.‘Isn’t this just so much fun?’ she asked, taking a moment to look away from the sight of my pissing pussy, to stare into my eyes.Just keep on peeing, I told myself. I had no idea if she was coming on to me and if her toilet antics were some form of a strange courting ritual, or if she simply. As we were setting out the garden furniture, Kamal noticed a pair of Neha’s panties on the washing line, his eyes nearly popped out of the sockets at the site of them. “Your Neha wears those? Wow you’re a lucky man, I wish my Neha would wear sexy ones like that.”I told Kamal that all the washing from the line had to be removed and taken indoors, without hesitation he removed the pegs and took the items down one by one leaving Neha’s pink thong until last. When he removed the thong from the line. ..a blow job. Mom what is a blow job?" Heather asked and now I was the one tongue tied as I realized just how sheltered Heather was."It is a way to have sex." I finally said as I looked into her finely freckled face with her red hair pulled back. I could not help but think of how much younger she looked than her actual age."I kind of knew that but how does it work? I know about intercourse but this sounds different." She said and I understood just how little she knew about sex."You see. ” She was not expecting that. She quickly opened her mouth before the cum could soil the sofa and he thrusted it all the way inside. She almost choked on it before she realised the gooey stuff pouring out of his cock into her mouth.“swallow it, you cunt; if you spit it i will smack you” he was fearsome and she had no option but to swallow it. It was disgusting, not being used to it. It smelled yucky and tasted even worse than yucky. It was pouring out in gallons and she reluctantly swallowed.