God I am a complete slut, I said to myself. I love feeling your hot piss on me, i told them. One of the boys cock was about half hard. Put that in my ...cunt and piss, Please. I told him. I want to drink more pee, I told them. I put my pee soaked ass towards the young man. He put the head of his cock into my soaked cunt. Piss my cunt please, I begged him. The last two guys were in front of me. I looked at them, and said, slowly, piss slow. I want to drink it all. Here it comes bitch, one said, as. ‘Hello?’ The voice on the other end was definitely that of Ms. Beverly Stuart. Her voice hadn’t changed in almost twenty years, and he relished the sound of it. ‘Can you tell me what your store hours are…? And that is 906 Travis Street, correct?… Thank you.’ At 7:30 that evening, the man approached Stuart’s Pharmacy and stared at the building covered with garish Halloween decorations. She had always been the festive type—it fit so well with her personality: bubbly. He smiled at the talking. .just that beautiful face," I instructed.Her grip on my thighs tightened as I placed both of my hands onto her head, filling them with her hair,and pulled her mouth over my throbbing meat. I fucked her mouth slowly, using my hands to hold her head still, as my swollen shaft went in and out. It pushed into her throat with each stroke, then slid back over her tongue, as I slowly pumped back and forth.She moaned."Oh yeah...suck my fucking cock...suck it fucking good," I snarled as I fucked her. "We are going to have a little contest for you ladies. Us boys get somany opportunities to show our lovely tits and ass. Now I think today welet you girls show us those lovely tits and cocks. Bulges for the win,"he chugged a bottle of beer, his throat working to get every drop of thebottle down."Well this will be an interesting show." The women who had been talkingwith their male counterparts turned to look at each other. Beach partywins were something that everyone loved to attend. You could.