**sorry. i was doing family stuff. I'm free for lunch if you're down.*We messaged back and forth and Elise and I made plans to meet at a sandwich plac...e in her neighborhood. I headed that way, and saw Elise coming from the opposite direction. She was wearing another oversized hoodie, but her leggings showed off rather shapely legs. We headed into the shop together, ordered, and sat down."So, family stuff, huh? I hope it was fun, and not something boring like a board game night or movie night.". . as u slow-fuck my ass as deeply as u possibly can i raise myself higher up on2 my hands & knees & u reach around under me & grab my cock which is already incredibly hard & horny& getting even harder in your tight grasp... i groan softly as u stroke my swollen erection & your cock massages my sensitive prostate...i moan & whimper" you're gonna make me cum !! i wanna cum on your fucking cock !!! "2 assist in that deliciously dirty goal u begin 2 stroke my cock a little faster as u slide your. Our tongues begin a slow dance, moving from your mouth to mine, and back into yours. You slide back off of me, and push my legs apart. You wrap your hand around my thickening cock. Your eyes take it in, as it does a little jump at your touch. You reach below my shaft with your other hand, and grab my balls in a handful. You look up into my eyes as you lower your head towards my growing erection. You lick it from the base to the tip. Your lips close around it and you lower your head partway down. She could even be mildly amused by my antics and I wouldn't even know. The smell of piss, once glorious, is now rank in my nostrils, and I feel cold and dirty and wrong. Mother raises an eyebrow at me as I cower on my disgusting bed. In private, I'd never imagine anything wrong with my little fetish, but there was a reason I never told anyone about it. When another person comes into the picture, I become perfectly aware of how nasty it is. Of how demented I am. "Don't stop on my account." I.