Warm sticky piss was on each other’s bodies. After the piss fight had ended, we laughed and giggled. I wiped some of the piss from my body using my ...and and rubbed it on Rose’s body. She retaliated at me and both of us started to play with each other’s piss. Soon our bodies were covered with a layer of gleaming and shining liquid.“What should we do now Rose?”“Well, we can go for a stroll down our street together?”“Are you mad Rose? We will sure be caught and mum and dad will know about it. We. ’ I managed to gasp. Grace gave a contented chuckle. We lay together for a while, collecting our scattered thoughts as I slowly slipped from her body. ‘You were fucking brilliant, or do I mean brilliant fucking?’ she mused. ‘Grace, you are a really wonderful fuck. Except we didn’t fuck, we truly made love. I admit I’ve simply ‘fucked’ a woman in the past so I know what that’s like — and this was something else!’ ‘Know what you mean. I’ve been there and done that too.’ ‘Did she enjoy it?’ I. Next my wife gave me a camisole, which I put on over myhead. It was covered with bright vertical stripes, no two in the samecolor. The panties were apricot, so I made a vivid picture. They had mestrut around, my wife telling me to walk as if I had her Lucite slipperson. I used a feminine walk, my hips rolling and my chest outthrust.Estrella made me hold my arms out slightly to the sides with my wristslimp. It was disgraceful but I had no alternative. The woman from theshop produced a cell. Hehe ... that rhymes.Weight.Pressure. Force. Gravity. And then lightness. But still tight. And then the weight returned. More pressure. More force. Moist and tight. And then lightness once more. Rhythmic. Weight. Light. Weight. Light.Moans.Grunts. Whimpers. Weight. Light. Weight. Light. Up. Down. Tight. Snug. Moans. Moist. Moans.“Nnnnghhh...”“Mmmmm...”“Ahhhhhh...”“Ohhhhhh...”Pressure. Release. Tight. Clenching. Pleasure. Moans. Force. Snug. Weight. Light. Up. Down. Pleasure. Pressure. Grinding..