"Look," she stated doing her best tokeep her tone even, "you've already gone out to dinner with two verycute guys who never suspected a thing. Compare...d to that, this will be apiece of cake. The odds of someone pegging you as anything other thanwhat you appear to be is somewhere between zilch and nil. And even ifthey do, what's the big whoop? You know how New Yorkers are."Despite the flawless logic of her argument, I still found it impossibleto take that last step. Finally, having exhausted. ‘ lie on the shower floor slaveboy she tells me’ i do as i am told while she spreads her legs and looks into my eyes.. it seems she is shy and not fmial,iar with the situation as i am as well . finally she releases a short warm gush of her pee onto my stomach and dick.. it feels nice and as i am still wondering if it will be more excting trying it for a longer time she offers me her wet pussy to lick. i do as told licking her wet pussy with some small drops of her pee.. still high from the. “My wife sneered at me and said “You eat all that up you pig! You owe me for all those years you made me put that pointy black worm in my pussy.” I was fed up. I went out to a bar for a couple drinks where I got started talking to the bartender. I told him my wife was cheating on me and he said I should get back at her by fucking a hooker. I told him I had no idea where to find a hooker and he told me about a secret brothel.So I go out to this brothel. It was in a big old house in a bad. I realized she didn't have panties on and wondered if she sat like that during the church service. She pressed my fingers into her wet pussy and I began to massage her swollen clit while we drove through her neighborhood. Andrea's body tensed up as her orgasm built within her pussy. When I pulled into her driveway, her pussy went into spasms on my fingers. Andrea's musky aroma filled the car as her juice drained from her pussy on my fingers and her skirt. We sat in the car for a few moments as.