" OK," said Becky in a small voice, "then I need to ask you a favor." Sure, what?" asked Jamie curiously."I don't like to drink piss," Becky explained..., "which will make this request seem even more bizarre, but would it be OK with you if I am the only one that drinks his piss. I promise you can have as much of mine as you want. I will piss on you morning, noon and night. I don't care if he pisses all over you too. But let me be the one who drinks it." Why would you want that if you don't even. “Would you like another drink?” I offered. “Actually, yeah, another merlot would be nice. Thank you.” As we walked over to the bar, I noticed the room was beginning to fill up. We got our drinks, a merlot for Corinne, a chardonnay for myself. I reached for my wallet, but the bartender said, “Sir, this is an open bar.” I could tell Corinne was holding back a giggle. I guess she didn’t want to embarrass me.We continued talking for a while, then Lucy reappeared holding a keycard. She signaled for. But the gradual sexual tension between us was building up. After some time we both fell silent while just keeping on looking at each other. After a few moments we both moved into each other and had a tight embrace. I then put my lips on her and she kept her eyes closed while responding to my advances. I tried to open her lips through my tongue and after an initial hesitation she parted her lips and let me in. While I was enjoying the french kissing , my right hand became alive and started. " How can you two be so certain that you conceived from just that one time?" It was a good one and you actually gave each of us two complete helpings. You filled me up totally and I'm sure you did Margaret as well. We were both in cycle and with so much of your sperm, I'm sure you gave us both babies. It is our wish, so it is probably so."When I smiled she said, "If we're not then next month you will have to fill us daily throughout our cycles. That will do it for sure." Come on, get up. It's.