As we both gathered in the warm, dimly lit room, I could sense Marie's excitement as well. Her breathing had quickened, and she kept glancing over at me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. We decided to skip small talk and dive right into what had brought us together. With determination, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock, unable to resist stroking it lightly as I awaited her response.
Marie grinned impishly and mirrored my actions, revealing her own shiny member nestled between her legs. It was beautiful to behold - soft pink skin contrasting sharply against her smooth thigh. In one swift movement, she pulled back the foreskin and exposed the glistening head, looking up at me with an invitation written all over her face.
Unable to resist any longer, I knelt down before her and gently took her cock into my mouth. The feeling of her flesh against my tongue sent shivers down my spine as I began to lavish her with long licks and teasing flicks of my tongue. Marie moaned softly, her hands finding their way to the back of my head, urging me to take her deeper.
I eagerly obliged, sucking harder on her cock while inserting a finger into her tight little ass, feeling for any signs of secretions. Satisfied with what I found, I pulled my finger out of her rear and stooped low to lick up the thick, salty fluid coating my fingertip. Before I could continue my oral assault on Marie, she grabbed my face and pulled me up into a passionate kiss.
Our tongues danced together, tasting each other's fluids as we exchanged more deep, sensual kisses. And then, without warning, Marie began to piss. A hot, steady stream of golden nectar flowed from between her legs, hitting my chest and dripping onto the floor. Unfazed, I picked up a bottle from the nightstand and poured some of her piss over my cock, groaning at the sensation.
Marie watched intently as I did this, a mixture of curiosity and desire written all over her beautiful face. In response, she took my still-hard cock into her mouth again, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head as she continued to piss. I let out a long, low moan of appreciation as our bodies connected in this intimate act of piss play.
As if the two streams of golden nectar weren't enough, we both continued to piss, our combined efforts creating a small puddle on the floor. The smell of piss filled the room, making both Marie and I even hornier for each other. With one last look into each other's eyes, we both swallowed the last drops of piss and collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.
We weren't done yet though. We still had more piss to share and consume. Slowly, we licked up as much of the sticky fluid as we could from the floor, savoring every last drop. When we were finally satisfied, we leaned in close again, our chests touching, and whispered our next plan into each other's ears...
