"Where are you going, love, I've just begun with you," I whispered as I pushed her back down on the bed.
"Sarah, I've got to pee, I've been drinking all night, I have to go."
I was not going to let her go so easily, I was now really warmed up. I was going to have a monster come, I promised myself. I lay myself down on my back, wriggled out of my panties and pulled her onto me so she was sitting on my face. I started pinching my hardening clit and gently guided her head down to take over. My fingers felt her lips as they knowingly sought out the gash she loved to suck. She began sucking on my fingers, taking my clit from them, slowly bringing it into her mouth. One of her fingers entered my open cunt.
Her own pussy was shaking lightly on my face as she was now concentrating on eating me to pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, bitch!" she shouted, her fingers stopped by a fully saturated cotton plug, my fucking tampon, "you hag, there's a twat mop in you."
I had completely forgotten about it but now laughed and teased her, "pull it out, slut, take it out the way you love!"
And she clenched it with her teeth, the little string going taught, and pulled. I helped by raising my legs high and grinding my pelvis into her mouth, pushing the tampon out. The push caused me to pass a little gas, farting. She responded by inserting her middle finger into my tight crinkly brown lips, pushing gently, knowing I was not yet lubricated.
I moaned, "Di, too tight, no..." but she continued pushing, getting up to the first knuckle.
Then, without warning, her cunt began leaking, a hot seeping liquid. In her love throes she let go of her bladder and my Di's piss started tinkling into my mouth, glued to her cunt opening. The tinkle quickly became a gusher without stop.
"Ahhhhhhhhh," she exhaled in relief as the flow grew to full force. Her finger slammed all the way up my ass now and her tongue was now frolicking my inner cunt folds. The sensations of the eating and her pissing down my throat was all encompassing. It went in hot and with force, and I tried to drink it all, salty, a little bitter, grassy. My mouth filled up quickly, I couldn't drink it fast enough and I started gagging, coughing it up and it splashed everywhere, drenching the sheets. In all the heat of the moment there was a warm feeling in the bottom of my stomach, her pee filling me up.
She was drilling my ass with one finger and my gyrations were moving us together in incredible erotic pleasure. So many things are reeling through my head during that instant, about Red, about him fucking her, about how I wanted his fuck tonight.
While this is happening, my drinking her hot liquid, I suddenly realized the taste of asparagus, the telltale minerally-earthy, unmistakable sulfur scent of asparagus that is so strong when you pee it out! While going through this amazing loving, my mind played back dinner, the wine, the steak, the asparagus, there it was, we did have it and here it was again! I was so enjoying the entire recycled process of it all, when it hit me: Di hates asparagus, she never eats it!
I was nearing orgasm, her ass diddling was beginning to loosen my hole and her expert tongue-lashing was hitting all the places she knew, but the mind is too curious! I threw her off me, my face a sopping mess, the piss smell everywhere, saturating the sheets, pooled up with her stinky piss, squishing under our wrangling.
I playfully but firmly grabbed her hair and yanked her off me, pulling her up, I wrestled onto her back again, trying to overpower her, bringing my face up to hers. I dribbled a massive glob of her pee out of my mouth, spitting it into her face.
"How does your piss smell so strong? Tell me whore," I was yelling, "You hate asparagus, you never eat it, WHY?"