"Is it mine?" I croaked.I heard her sigh on the other end of the line. "I'm going to make your day, Sean, and maybe even give Kristina Mendoza a littl...e gift in the process." I could hear her take a big breath before continuing. "There is no baby. I'm not pregnant. I've never been pregnant. I've been on the pill since last fall. If we hadn't broken up, I was going to tell you about it at Christmastime." She took a large, hitching breath before continuing. "Do you feel better now, Sean? Do you? I. I can tell she hadn't given head a lot...she even admitted in the past that she hated doing that with her husband and rarely ever gives him head. At this point I nudged her backwards onto the bed and pulled her panties off. She just kind of squirmed as I did, half acknowledging what was happening, or so I think? Her pussy was absolutely divine looking, in my opinion at least! Her pubic hair curled around her lips and opening, definitely more wet and moist than I anticipated! Apparently she. "Davis would you hold my hand outside while I have a pee, there does not seem to be a toilet handy" H e grinned. Once we were outside I wriggled out of my nickers and squatted, holding onto Davis by the hand for support. Very nonchalantly Davis loosened his trousers, pulled out his healthy cock and started pissing also. This gave me the giggles and other funny feelings. Under the curse of alcohol I asked "Davey can I hold that for you, it looks like fun!" "Sure lass, mind where you point it. I’m guessing the first couple of drivers must have put the word out over their radios cause we were barely alongside this lorry before the driver was excitedly staring down at me. My tits were still totally exposed and my dress was still up round my waist. Sod it, I thought, my thong was soaked with my pussy juices and so as the third driver watched I slowly slid it off and spread my legs for him. I was dripping wet and so with one hand I parted my long swollen pussy lips and using the other I.