She sunk down a little and her pussy come closer to my mouth. I can smell her vagina, and it was a great smell. She must have used some perfume.She lo...ked me in the eyes and gestured me to open my mouth. She used one of her hands to part her pussy lips. Soon, the pee came gushing out.Her pee was all over my face and also inside my mouth. She was smiling and looking very happy. She lowered her pussy on my mouth and asked me to lick it in a hushed voice.I brought my tongue out and touched her. We picked her up at the airport and all went out to dinner, polishing several bottles of wine. By now there were no secrets between any of us, and the ladies were all sharing stories of their experiences. Marsha had picked up enough hints from me and from Mary to realize that her mother had a past not much different from her own, and had come to accept it and may have already been plotting what was to come, although it seemed that it was Amanda that orchestrated it. It started. " And she stopped at that point cause she could see herself undressing in front of this strange man. All I heard was "I'm going to burn that disc and then have Paul kick the shit out of you, you little fucking asshole. What makes you think you can just video someone like this and get away with it? Well I'm waiting, tell me what I want to know NOW?" I told her to calm down and that if she wanted this copy that was fine with me cause I burned off over ten copies and that if she didn't want my. So I never told you how I––,’ Somehow Lacey grew six inches because my sentence was lost in her lips. Her mouth claimed mine again and as her arms wound around my neck, mine found their way around her waist. With one arm securely behind her, the other slid back up into her hair. God, it was so soft. My fingers played in the curls, twisting, scrunching, fisting. Who knew hair could be so soft? When she pulled away, we were both breathing a bit heavier. I looked down and saw the stubble burn on.