. she went into the closet.I laughed and got up to go help her. When I got to the closet, she was squatting in exactly the place where the toilet woul... have been, if she had gone into the bathroom instead of the closet. She was directly over an expensive cashmere sweater that was folded up and laying on the floor. I yelled, “Dame dayo! Soko de Oshiko shinai de!” [Don’t do it! Don’t pee there!”]Too late.Well, so much for that sweater.We joked about that for years. But, then she did it again. And. Never. What came to her aid was her nakedness. In spite of the cold, she had begun to sweat like a pig when she saw what might be in store for her. The slipperiness of her naked skin allowed her to slide through his grip."Hot damn!" he cried. "This is fun. Keep running, chick, as long as you can. I enjoy chasing almost as much as I enjoy fucking!"He tossed aside his helmet and began to unlace his pants. He sported a monstrous boner that bobbed in front of his crotch as he moved. He held out his. I am in the coming life never-ending planet right now. The Elysium or Elysian fields even. While Stian smooches and snogs me, he slithers his right hand straight into my roseate-colored panties and strokes and brushes and fingers my yoni. My God! This is so tasty and delectable. I love it. So, so, so, so very much indeed.Stian is so close to me right now that I can feel his John Thomas go erect and rigid in his snug, comfy underwear. He is clothed in nothing but a basic pitch-black shirt and. I removed my pants and started jerking off in kitchen. She started enjoying it. Then I decided to do it for once and all and grabbed aunty, she went running all over house, shouting. She had captured a video and I had to delete it anyhow to prevent her showing it to my parents. I ran behind her naked and finally grabbed her by satin pyajama, which tore and I saw her panties. Then I decided to fuck her. I caught her from back and tied her to ropes and stripped her. I shot a video of her.