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I’m not sure where to start. It was a glorious morning. June and I had such good wake up sex. We both had to pee so bad, but we didn’t let that stop us. No, we didn’t wet the bed or each other. Not with pee, anyway. So I was sucking hard on her tit and fingering her cunt just right, the sucks and finger touches timed perfectly, when I had this weird thought. I wished I had a cock to feel what it was like fully inside her, to feel her coming on my cock, to feel what it felt like to come inside her with my cock. So I stopped sucking and fingering. June asked me what was wrong. “Oh, nothing,” I said. “I just gotta pee real bad.” So we both peed and then went back to bed and picked up where we’d left off.