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I peered into the jug, running my hand up and down her curved spine, feeling her warmth. Inhaling the [ female desperation to pee ] scent from the jug, I was more surprised to notice it was the same scent as the liquor we'd all been drinking. Her hand ran down across my hard [ female desperation to pee ] cock and she gave a little laugh, then passed me, back into the room where her parents danced. The strange evening was filled with drinking and dancing, yet the other [ female desperation to pee ]-worldly feeling never left me. 'Was this truly the world? Have I been involved in some pathetic representation of a life all those years in England? Did things as strange [ female desperation to pee ] as this happen in other places of the world? Some far away locations only the bravest of explorers had visited. Before long, Cyprien's parents said their goodnights and headed [ female desperation to pee ] off to bed.
I started fingering my pussy as fast as I could, wanting to cum so bad. The orgasm was building. I rubbed harder and faster on my clit.
We tried again and again on our way across the channel, wondering what had gone wrong, and little by little it dawned on [ female desperation to pee ] us that she had lost her ability to produce sparkling wine as her piss. We spent many days in sullen moods, my vision of the future, days spent drinking from [ female desperation to pee ] her as she pissed into my mouth, fading away. Cyprien seemed to sink into depression and I wondered if I'd made a huge mistake taking her from her home [ female desperation to pee ]. Yet we still had canteens filled with her pee. We drank some together, but held onto one, the idea still in me that perhaps money could be made, and we [ female desperation to pee ] once again returned to France.
I had never seen this side of my wife, nor did I much know that it existed. Perhaps she didn't, either, but the mood of the night and her easy, warm friendship with Michele and comfort with Alan had erased any shyness. The two women fell into our laps, laughing hysterically, naked as the day they were born pee to female desperation but a whole lot more womanly.
I awoke to the sound of Linda's breathing; it was soft and rhythmic, and the heat of her body radiated beneath the single cotton sheet that was pulled lightly over our naked bodies. I felt a little staleness in my mouth, from a little too much wine. And then as I blinked back the sleep, a single ribbon of daylight splitting the crack in the bedroom curtains, the focus of the night before began to sharpen, and it make me love Linda even more.
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