The feeling of the heat thundering into the back of my throat, swirling and churning in my mouth - I reflexively drink what I can, but so much of it flows back, spilling over my wet lips, down my chin, and spreads across my nipples in a shower of warmth
We let the hot ropes of piss cascade into our mouths, drinking what we could, and letting the rest boil and froth down our chins until we were both drenched and defiled. When the stream finally relented, we turned back to one another to feast on each oth
