Her shit made for the perfect lubercant. Than I felt a little trickle on my stomach. I lokked and Denise was getting ready to pee. I pulled her off m...y dick, and put her pussy right into my mouth. Her hot baby piss than shot into my mouth. I swallowed every drop. And the smell of her shit on her ass provoked me. I turned her around and started licking all the shit off of her her. I licked her clean. And strange enough. Her shit tasted fucking amazing. But now I had to pee. So I laid her back. After a long, dreary March, the sunshine felt exquisite. There was color in the world. It would feel almost criminal to close the door on it and retreat inside again.“Dad,” she called. “Can I step out for a few minutes? I’d like some fresh air, and it hasn’t been very busy in here today.”“You may,” came the response from her father’s little office in the back of the store. She heard his chair squeak as he got up and came to the counter. He had his reading glasses on, and a seed catalog still in. "My response was, "Are you really all that hungry?"She said no and I said that we ought to get out of there and go home. I no sooner had my key in the ignition than she had her head in my lap and when we got to the apartment we practically ripped each other's clothes off. We spent the next two hours rolling around on the bed and when we were through and resting in each other's arms I told her how I felt. She got up on an elbow and looked down into my face and said:"Do you really mean that?" and. She closed her eyes tightly and leaned her head against the rack reading herself for whatever he was going to do to her. He was surprised by her reaction. Souls would always beg and plead to avoid torture, but apparently not her, she simply took a deep breath getting ready for whatever he had in store for her –just like Alistair had said. He felt intrigued and decided to move on as usual just to see how she’d react. He looked at the table next to him and went through the different tools at.