He confided in me that he jacked off and hadn't been laid yet. He often asked me what it was like to fuck and have a blow job. Like a good uncle I pro...ised him to take him to a whore house some day. But today his presence was interfering with my fucking, my first threesome with Carol.Entering the house I almost fell over, being tripped by a pair of discarded jeans lying on the floor. I caught myself and when I gained my composure I almost fell over again. There in the living room was Carol, in. Walking casually through the dusty city streets she found herself out the French Consulate building. Smiling she spoke to the guards outside.?Hi Sir, I’m a British citizen and I need assistance please may I speak to somebody??The guard nodded and stepped into his sentry box and picked up the phone, after short conversation her returned and opened the gates.?Please come in, the Consul d'Assistant will see you shortly, please leave your baggage with the r?ceptionniste?Inside she deposited her. She told me all about herself, giggled when she told me about her obsession with her younger brother’s cock after seeing it develop as he grew up, she never knew her father and her mother had brought her up. She openly admitted she was a bit of a slapper and liked older men which she agreed was down to not having a father figure.She liked the pub job but found it boring but the view of pissing cocks brightens up her shift and she was glad she met me, “Wish you were my daddy sir” she sighed but. I knelt and she turned to face me removed the pad and I got a mouthful of urine soaked pubic hair and cunt lips. It tasted salty and was still hot from her body. I sucked and licked. She must have had a bit left as she squeezed her stomach muscles and a dribble ran down my chin onto my jacket. She then took the maxi pad and offered it to my face come on suck my cunt pad she ordered. I complied and sucked the cotton and paper pad. The piss tasted tangy and faintly of fish. I stuck to my.