She placed her hands below the back of my neck, still staring intensely into my eyes. This was the same look she had given me last night as she was su...king my dick. She had the same desire, she wanted me inside her.In unison, we slowly pull each other closer, never breaking our gaze. When our faces finally meet, we engage in a passionate kiss, exploring each other’s mouths. We are now floating straight up and down, hugging tightly with her legs locked behind my waist.After a long while, kissing. The following morning she was woken up by her mobile phone ringing. “Hello.” She answered, still half asleep after the terrible night sleep that she the night previous as she spent hours just lying there worried about William’s threat to her father.“It’s dad he’s been sacked from work, then on his way home a couple of thugs jumped him. He’s in hospital he took quite a beating.” Sarah cried.“I’ll be right there.” Tiffany replied. She jumped straight out of bed and grabbed the first garments that. By the time they had driventhe twenty miles Paul was in a high state of anxiety, but he allowedhimself to be coaxed out of the car and into the shop. There they weregreeted by a charming woman who introduced herself as Sylvia and theowner of the beauty parlour. She was personally going to see to Paul?smakeover. Sylvia led Paul and Mary into a private cubicle ? much toPaul?s relief; he certainly didn?t want to be transformed in full viewof everyone who came into the shop. Sylvia explained the. "Think you can shoot through there, Bill?" He replied, "Oh no, what if I miss and piss on your cock?" I said, "I was kinda hoping you would." I spread my legs farther and Bill approached, and pointed his cock at mine. In a moment, his stream started and hit the hole – then he directed it up onto my dangling member. I sometimes piss myself because I like the warm feeling. It was even better having someone else do it. "God that feels good, so warm, Bill." I reached and held his hips. .