Okay?” Katy nodded as Sara stood over her face, her pussy inches from Katy’s face who had also shut her eyes. I moved closer to get a clearer view...through the glass and watched as Sara held her hand on her pussy and started to wee, using her fingers to direct the jet on Katy’s face. It started with a short spurt that hit her nose and trickled down her closed mouth. Sara stopped pissing and asked Katy, “Okay?”Katy nodded and Sara began to piss again. She let out a jet of piss angled at Katy’s. I can feel both The extra contours of her pussy lips rising from The void my cock is filling from my long and rhythmic pumping, As well as the length of my soaking wet shaft rising and descending into her well fucked hole. I make sure to arch my back at the right angle to have my balls slap against her Flowing Twat and the base of her ass. She loves the weight of my balls slapping against her pussy. She’s mentioned that on numerous occasions.I tell her to tell me something I don’t know about. Long before I was born there used to be a railroad that ran from the inner Virginia suburbs well out into the country. It had been known as the Virginia Creeper, which ought to give you some idea about its performance. When they closed it down and salvaged the tracks and ties, somewhere back in the 1960s, there was this long skinny right-of-way left that some environmentalist group managed to persuade the various governments to turn into a nature trail.I was in pretty good shape, and a year or. I got some energy from my tool and accompanied her with kiss.Then I was trying to squeeze her boobs, but she threw my hands. She removed her shirt (no bra) and put her boobs inside my mouth. Oh my Gosh! What’s this! I just held two bib balls in my hand and sucked them like a child. She was still masturbating my tool after making me complete naked. When I tried to remove her skirt while sucking the balls, she again resisted, slapped me. I was surprised but kept sucking, and pressing boobs.She.