“How nice to be young” she saidGran finished her pee, stood up and was about to dry her fanny when I kissed her, my hand going down between her le...s and to her wet fanny hair. Covered in our lovemaking juice and pee I rubbed my fingers along her slit.My middle finger finding her love hole and began to finger fuck her in front of the toilet, I could tell she was enjoying this by the way her hands gripped me around my back and by her kissing.Her fanny was slippery inside and her clit felt hard. He raised his arms above his head and wriggled, and bit by bit he worked himself into the stinking hole. The smell was overpowering as he continued slipping downward. He fought back the urge to gag and kept on wriggling until his shoulders were below the edge. He was now at the point of no return. If he got stuck he would be unable to pull himself back up with his arms stuck above his head. He slipped further in, and the tightness of the stinking hole caused panic to tighten across his chest. I quickly opened them again, and took another sip of my drink to continue our “chatting” charade, as my pussy juices leaked down the side of my leg and Ben slowed his rubbing, before removing his hand from my drenched cunt.As I took the final sip of wine left in my glass, Ben suggested we freshen both our drinks at the wet bar sitting off to the side of the room. I agreed, and we walked around the edge of the party crowd – me, on wobbly legs – and stepped behind the wet bar where the wine and. I felt my own orgasm begin.Couldn't hold it as he slapped my butt and stepped away, laughing. Mysperm sprayed out, soaking through my panties and dripping onto thecarpet.Pippa sat up as my spasms ended. "Jesus, Kirsten, can't you controlyourself." I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean-" Just get a cloth."I stood and Pippa smiled."There's no time. Just get down there."I scooped my cum from the carpet and from my soaked panties, looking forsomewhere to wipe it off. I knew what Pippa wanted to see,.