By this time I was really turned on. She came to me and said, “I know you dream of fucking me and today I too want the same from you.” Saying this... she came forward and kissed me passionately on my lips.Oh my! What a kiss it was! After the kiss she started removing my shirt and had it off my body within 30 seconds. Taking the initiative I too worked with her see through nightie and took it off her body. Now samina was in front of me wearing just Bra and Panty and waiting to be fucked. She moved. “Oh damn!” I said as the sound of running water caused me to lose control.Lynn pulled me to her as I peed on her belly and soaked her strawberry patch. As soon as my stream hit Lynn she released her own stream onto my legs. We held each other as we emptied our bladders.“Why does pissing on you feel so intimate?” Lynn asked as she stroked my ass.“I don’t understand it, I only enjoy it. But that is a great word for it. Intimate. I hear about people who do it and drink the urine, I can’t see me. Her husbandcould never dream of doing this for her, and he knew itas he watched helplessly.Indeed, the only orgasms she had known had been frommasturbating herself. But this was ecstasy, such as shehad never dreamed of. And still Brad was pumping,bringing her to new heights. She came again, and again.Each time she thought she had reached an inconceivablelimit of excitement, and each time he proved she waswrong. She was now moaning uncontrollably, not evenknowing where she was, oblivious to. She arrived back around 2.55am I was woken my the sound of her high heels clonking passed my window I heard her go into her room and about 5 minutes later i heard voices coming from her room at first I thought she was on the phone to dad but then a huge cheer and decided to investigate I went onto our balcony and climbed over the small fence to mums balcony as I looked in the sliding glass doors I could see 3 Pakistani looking men and they all had a huge smile on there face but no sign of mum I.