I simply couldn't hold back anymore. I reached down and began finger fucking myself. I had three fingers pounding away at my wide open cunt. I came al...ost instantly, and when I did I literally exploded. Hot piss came shooting out of me, showering my face, hair, tits, everything with wonderful wetness. Before I had even gotten done I was slamming my fingers back into my cunt, cumming again and again.Four huge orgasms is what I had, with my cunt high in the air like that, sucking on my piss. Just as Peter had done for me, I leaned back on my side of the couch, allowing him full access to my hard cock. He moved forward reluctantly but resolutely. He leaned forward and looked up at me as if to say he was sorry, but had no choice. I understood his meaning. Peter grasped my prick at the base and held it firmly. He leaned down and at first just put his lips on the head. I was totally surprised at how excited I felt. He seemed to want to stay there, but Dylan insisted that he actually. "You're former world champions, you're three-time national champions, and we all know that that sixth place was a rip-off. I don't have to worry about corrupt judging decisions-just which skaters my audience is coming to see. You guys are near the top of that list."There was no show the first night they got in to New York-that'd be the next night-so they went around that evening to gather some friends for dinner. They went to the room that Evan was sharing with Tom Bellamy. Evan opened the door. A client, that I just met. Now I know technically I should of politely declined and said something like it's probably best if we keep the sheet on, but those words were not coming out of my mouth. I just simply said, it's completely up to her as I just want her to be relaxed and comfortable as possible. "Honey, at my age, I have nothing to hide."Well, I took that as signal to remove the sheet so that's what I did. I gave a little chuckle after she spoke and began slowly folding the sheet up.