"Ahhhh, piss on Mother!" she panted. "Ooooh, my tits, my cunt! Oooooh, it's good, Rich! Drench me... drench my naked ass in hot piss!"Her hands flew t... her cunt, fingers spreading the swollen lips, then smashing them together."Piss in my cunt! Ooooh, piss inside Mother's cunt!"Rich thrust his hips forward, spraying the pink flesh of her cunt with a strong stream. Roxie felt it splash against the flesh of her cunt, then she let out a scream."I don't believe it! I'm coming!"Her cunt was pulsating. I wrote it all down in my notebook. The train shifted left and slid away from the fingers of the young man behind me and then the train took a hard right sliding me back toward his hand only this time my thigh met his palm and I decided to pretend I didn’t notice, looking as if I were frantically writing in my notebook. His hand never moved so I twisted to face the other side of the car but his fingers only fell onto the inside of my other thigh. I almost shuttered but again did not indicate. It measures two-point-five miles by three miles in size, and has very flat terrain with only a few depressions and a few small hills along the western edge.“That sounds ideal, Doug. When you leave to return to your planet, I would like you to take my D-Hopper Dan Staffer and Landscape Photographer Tim Hart with you. I want Tim to photograph the property and I want the two of them to evaluate it for defensive weaknesses.”“That will be fine with me. Just be sure that they are aware that they. Usually she took care of it on her own at home beforehand. If you douche two to three hours ahead, you’re good.”“How could she manage that bulb on her own? I couldn’t. You needed two hands and mine are smaller than yours.”“She had a setup in her bathroom -- an attachment to her shower head. It was a long hose with a diverter. She’d start her shower, insert the nozzle and turn the diverter to fill up.”“So -- she never moved in with you.”“Nope. She was in the same-city category. Which means,.