My sore throat is begging for me to stop.Tears and a little snot run down both sides of my face. I must haveyour cum, Ron. Give your cum slut your c...um!The lights turn on blinding me in light."Ron?" Janice asks in disbelief in a quavering voice."Janice?" he replies then looks down to see my tearstained face lookingup at him. His hands are holding my ponytails. "Susan?!?" he cries ashis body gives up and forces his orgasm. The large, cock shakes andswells inside as it slips out spraying his. "Of course I want to look," I said. "I love watching women piss. It's actually one of my special turn-ons." That was it. She was going to freak, or she was going to like it.I guess she liked it, because she pulled her pants all the way off, with her panties and her slip-on shoes, tossing them a good ten feet away. "Shit, I'm leaking," she said. "Here, I'll give you a better view and make myself more comfortable." She faced me, squatted next to her car, spread her legs, held her outer labia open. It wasn't until Thursday that the picture of Lou that I had made up was delivered. To be honest, I was getting a little anxious. I had my copy, and that was for hanging where I could see it in my office, but Lou's ... well, let's just say I was happy that it was here. I had a frame and glass ready for it, so all I had to do was inspect it, clean it and set it in the frame. With that done, I was ready for the party.Of course, I had some business-related things to do, too, like showing pictures. “Neat I guess…,” I offered, “what is it?”“I’ll show you!” she said offering a hand, far too excited for me to be anything but suspicious.I accepted her hand, somewhat shyly, I figured she had brought me up here for more than a casual glance.She guided me onto the device such that I was sitting down with my legs spread.“Seems a little uncomfortable for just sitting, my love,” I chided playfully.“Well, it’s a sex chair, dear,” she chided back quickly strapping my legs down.I had to admit, the.