Oh, oh here it comes!And so it did, like a garden hose flow of 98.6 degree water running down my dick over my balls, splashing into the toilet. And s...e just kept going and going. Fine with me, the warmth of her pee gave me such unbelievable pleasure! I could feel her internal muscles move as she pushed out the last drops. And with her arms d****d around my neck, leaned closer and relaxed into me.I tilted her head back and kissed her lips softly - our first kiss. She acted like she wanted. .." She found it laying at the top of a particularly large pile of ERD (Ed Related Debris) on Ed's desk. After a moment of digging about its contents, she came up with a suitable outfit for the day - in this case, a incredibly short, tight cutoff jeans, and an equally short red T-shirt, lifted by the slope of her chest to expose her slender midriff."Try not to ruin this one. I'm going to have a hard time explaining that, you know, skirt to Mom." What did you tell your parents, anyway? I'm not. ” Hadley chose to sip the glass of wine instead of dipping a spoon in the table’s shared white chocolate panna cotta. Felicia was savoring the pomegranate flavoring before she spoke. “Hadley, did Marcus ever tell you about his grandfather?” They had talked about their families before and she remembered him briefly saying his grandfather was an inspiration but never fully said why. “A little bit but not too much.” Marcus’ hand stilled as he leaned an elbow on the table. Felicia reached over. When Brian tried to pull the pillow away from her face she resisted and he let it go at that for now.To distract him she reached out with one hand and found his hardening cock, stroking it to full turgor.Vicky looked up at Brian, her face glistening with Laurens juices, and said to him. "Would you like to taste her Daddy? She's really sweet."Brian got down between Laurens legs and gazed adoringly at her shaved pussy. He started to eat her like a starving man at a watermelon eating contest and.