” She rose, nodded towards the sofa which was now splattered with rivulets and little pools of my pee, “sit there.” I settled down into the plea...antly wet, warm brown leather and enjoyed the view as Marie stood before me and slowly peeled the wettest of her garments, the tight little skirt, her knickers and the clingy wine-coloured top, off her voluptuous body and kicked them to one side. She faced me, placing a hand on her hip, canting her head to one side in rather a burlesque gesture. She. "Fuck!" I said dejectedly. "Well, what the hell should I expect?" answering the unasked question. I didn't expect to find her home, even as I called out her name upon entering, flicking on the living room light as though expecting her to jump up from behind the wall or something. Better yet, her head suddenly appearing from behind the couch, that knowing look, wearing that sexy black negligee I had bought her for Christmas several month's ago. "Yeah right," I thought once again as I tossed my. The cool shade was a welcome site for her with the small hut and a tree and two cows tied there. She sat on it and immediately realized that the hard coiled ropes of the khatiya were actually stinging on her soft ass cheeks. She was pretty uncomfortable and was trying to stretch her panty within her sari to cover her ass, but fodick that very hard to do in that position and could only shift her body weight from one ass cheek to the other to get some relief. She was also unable to tell. "Thtew!" I tell him. "Orrer fooh." I know this great pizza place," he says. "Let me order for you..." O-A," I agree easily. How could I fight him? Look at me! I'm definitely*not* in charge any more."You've got money?" he asks as he gets off the couch and wanders into thekitchen."Wenny buckth," I tell him around the binky."I'm on it!" he says eagerly. "You'll love this place. It's Gourmet!"Soon Jenny's in the house. She was mucking around in front for awhile. Iassume she wanted to make it seem.