One day she invited to me to her house ,on one Sunday I went to her house ,both of their children are watching TV., and she welcomed with a great smil... ,and she prepared lunch and we all ate ,after the lunch she called me to their bed room and closed the door and I am not able to understand, she opened her locker and took some of the bras which her hubby has bought from US in the last month when he visited India, she told me to remove my blouse ,but as I was shy I told her to go out of bed room. She held on for dear life, didn’t gag, just took the whole stream that followed down her gullet and swallowed every drop of my pee. Then she licked her lips, ran to the bathroom sink, washed out her mouth with mouthwash, brushed her teeth, and returned with not even a hint of my piss on her breath.“I put her up to it! I told her that you always have to pee first thing in the morning and dared her to drink every drop. I think that she’s found it to her ... taste, you might say,” Becca snickered,. With Glen being my ride and unable to safely drive himself home Mr. Bass decided he would drive Glen back to our apartment. After a joint effort from me and my boss to settle him down we headed for the parking lot. Mr. Bass was walking smoothly beside me, while Glen probably eager to get away from the embarrassing situation he had created for himself stumbled on ahead of us. "I hope this doesn't mean your done for the night" Mr. Bass said walking beside me. "We are only getting started. I don't fear the school, my parents, teachers or anyone. I do what I want and let the chips fall where they may. I am mature because I had to either grow up and stand up or just be another sheep in the flock." That is all new information to me and I was already having problems trying to understand you. You have already made enough money to retire? My dad works like eighty hours a week and says he needs more. You raised yourself and my family chose to have me raised at boarding schools. I am so.