Donald laughs at her open honesty, scoops her up into his arms and carries her to the toilet. He pulls over the stool and sits beside her for them to...chat. But, seeing the strain, anguish and desire on her face, he gently spreads her legs and places his fingers against her still so raw and swollen slit. Gently rubbing her clitoris helps her to relax and the pee begins to flow out of her in a giant stream over Donald’s fingers. The warm wetness gushing over him is rather arousing for some. I suddenly realize that I am so horny that I can barely stand. As I stand my dick is so stiff that I have to shift myself several times to even be able to walk comfortably. I am out the door and into the truck in a flash. The thoughts racing through my mind are all centered on the acts described in our phone conversation.As I arrive home the woman of my desires meets me at the door and stands in front of the full-length glass storm door. You are stunningly beautiful. You are wearing bright red. Aur is taraah se mummy ne mujhe maza iya phli chudaayi ka aur uske baad to mummy ne bahan ko bhi mujhse hi chudaaya is taraah se ab hum bhai bahan safe hai aur mummy papa bhi khus main to khta hoon ki har ma baap ko aisa hi karna caahiye warna aunty aap to jaanti hi hai ki caahe ladka ho ya ladki jahaan 15 cross kiya bas chudaayi ki bhook sataane lagti hai aur wo bahak jaate hai main to khta hoon ki aap bhi ravi ko ghar me hi jawaani ka maza ila do wo saala pata nahi kab se randibaazi me pada. We started making out for the guys as a show for friends at parties after everyone was pretty drunk. The boys would chant for us (and a few of the girls). Phones would come up and record us sucking each other's tongues into our mouths and grabbing each other's butts. But, it was just a party trick, something we did to be provocative. I mean, I liked it. But, we'd both go back to our boyfriends, who thought it was hot, and let them fuck our brains out and we were cool. Then one afternoon at her.