Either he didnt see me or he didnt care because he just got out of the blanket and stood where I was sitting and let go of a healthy stream of piss. H...s eyes were half closed and he didnt see that he was pissing directly on me. I was appalled being the recipient of his piss but it was hot liquid pouring on my cold skin and that was a welcome feeling. Then he noticed me as I moved slightly and with a knowing smile, he directed his stream of piss to my face. My mouth was open in shock and all his. I monitored her, but without any direct stimulation to her clit or vagina, she was having a frustrating time.Nicky's gasps began to get deeper, and she began to tell them how good it felt. I could sense she was getting closer. So I started treating her boobs the same way she had done Vickie's earlier, watching closely for any negative reactions. But it only seemed to push her closer to the edge."So good ... oh, so-o-o go-o-od!" Nicky cried as she got closer."Plea-se-ez-ez ... touch me. Touch my. Your cock sticking out of your boxers. You slightly tense up as I crawl up your body. When I'm all the way on top of you, you put your hands on my hips as I lower my hips to yours rubbing myself against your hard cock. I lean down to kiss you, I can feel my pussy getting hot and wet for your cock already. You let go of my hips and move you hands up to my back to unhook my bra. I lift up from kissing you to show you the hook is in the front, you smile and squeeze them lightly before unhooking my. Wait until you see the mess she makes.’ ‘Takes after her father in that respect, huh?’ Isla smiled. She remembered how messy Michael was until she moved in. She wondered if he was still a reformed slob or if he had reverted to his sloppy ways. Then she shook that thought out of her head. It was no longer her right to know. Her only concern in regards to Michael was his parenting skills. She had to remember that. Ryan came barreling into the room and that snapped Isla into mother mode. Michael.