Then his hands sloped down her body to ease her thighs nicely apart and show her neat pussy and with a hard rub against her pussy he started to get he...r wet, but no sooner had his hands moved downwards than they were replaced by another pair of rough hands feeling her tits from behind. While John and Vince did this, Sal was busy stripping off and if Marissa didn't know it before, when she saw him naked she knew she was going to be in for a hard time - he was hung like a donkey. She gave a little. Visions of things to come began to dance in my head. I had to wiggle a little to make room under me for the growth in my groin. Disappointment ruled when her hands left the proximity of my crotch and moved down to my feet.Then a wonderful shock! I felt a second pair of hands slipping and sliding over my shoulders and back. I opened my eyes to see a yellow tunic on the chair, lying on top of the blue one. A hand quickly covered my eyes. "No peaking, just enjoy."So I did. The feeling of. And then she was pissing in my mouth, because I found myself opening it to receive her weird, ultra-intimate gift.When I had accepted a mouthful and let some out while swallowing the rest, she moved down a little and pissed on my chest. The liquid was hot on my tepid skin and it was like being baptized into the church of shameless lust.Mrs Hubert’s urine ran down my stomach into my navel and down my sides into my armpits. I worked my way up so she was pissing into my pubic hair, on my cock and. I sucked in a short breath, and felt something in the pit of my stomach flutter, like the feeling of a sudden drop on an amusement coaster. It passed in a second, and my mind raced and tried to place the face I was seeing with memories in my mind. As she sat down and opened the menu before her, I stared at her angelic face, and scanned my memories. She was unaware of my stare, but I could somehow sense Miss Wild Child staring at me. I glanced at her for a second, then back to the blue eyed.