Throwing off the gown without a word, he leant across the bathtub, the tiles covered in condensation, cold and wet under his warm hands, as he bridged...the bath, he needed to empty his bladder, she wanted his piss, win, win! She was kissing his bell end, cop this, he thought and began his stream, quick as a flash her free hand caught his foreskin and shut it to the stream it swelled like a tiny balloon pain shot round the top of his penis, as he tried desperately to cease the flow,. “Ouch that. . well ... now comes the hard part. What to do?" Yes ... what to do? Do you want some free advice from an old lady with experience?" Sure. The one thing I'm short of right now is experience." Trust, but verify. If you forgive her ... take her back, and I'm guessing you will, trust but verify."He sat back in his chair with the partially eaten bagel before him on the desk. "Thanks."Vera turned to go and almost got to the door before Bill called out to her."Vera ... what makes you think I'll. This guy carried on talking, but in my mind I was thinking of Liz. I knew her well, and I knew she wasn't the sort just to have a kiss. She very easily gives in to temptation and if he had got her to his room, the chances of her coming out without cum dripping from her pussy was very small indeed.A good while later (a good half hour at the very least) Liz turned up, she seemed edgy, and asked where her drink was. I asked her where she had been and she said she was in the other bar with people. The biggest I have seen. The high heels were making her calf muscles shaping up sexily.I could smell some exotic fragrance from a distance. The crowded compartment did not allow both of us to get a seat. She was wearing a short red kurti and white tight leggings which obviously tempted me. I could see the traces of the panty lining …perhaps a black one. I was taking chances to stare at her thighs and imagining how she would be inside? This went on for some time and she also knew what I was up.