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Don´t Go Into The Woods
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Reaching into the slit on his underpants my fingers touched his cock head and I heard him above saying, “Hurry up girl I have to piss.” I wanted to cry but I seemed to do a lot of that lately. His cock finally poked out. He was uncut and had a lot pubic hairs. With his prick in my face and I could smell his musty odor of his manhood. I let go of his cock as instructed and he reached down and he took it between his thumb and forefinger. “Do I have to remind you to open your mouth wide,” he said grinning. “And keep your eyes open and looking at every cock you see tonight.” As my pink painted lips parted I thought back to just the other day when the idea of pee entered into this wild journey. That time in the kitchen. My eyes focused on his cock. It was small and shriveled. The way a cock looks most of the time. He held the head about three inches from my mouth and shook his cock just a bit. Suddenly, a dribble, not a spurt came out of his pee hole and sprinkled down landing on my little landing strip over my penis. I could feel the wet warmth against me and again I thought back to the time one of the men peed on my panties as I stood in the kitchen. It was just a couple of days ago. I was cleaning up the kitchen early one morning when one of the men came in. I was wearing a summer frock, green with yellow daffodils. He had me turn towards him and he was wearing just a shirt. No underwear. “Lift your skirt and look me in the eyes girl,” he said. Frightened, as always, I ...