I'll see you there," I said. I sat down in my own living room to stare out the window at the downtown pharmacy. Yes it was right across the street fro... me. That particular building might date back to Aster's mill era. Those mills were built around the turn of the century.Mostly they were moved to Aster for the cheap labor, but some for the availability of building materials. At that time one could still find the lumber to cut post and beams for simple construction. Also bricks were available. She was coming, her whole body quivering with pent up desire and passion, my wrist ached as I plundered her dripping wet vagina each upward thrust bringing a squeal from her lips until finally she shuddered and I knew her climax had passed.Withdrawing my hand I stood and ripped off my shirt, her eyes were bright and her breathing ragged as I stepped out of my jeans and she smiled as my prick sprang free of my shorts,"Oh God" she breathed and slipped a hand down between her legs, "A real man at. Not just any cock, but a young virgin cock. I started to my body up and down his young erect cock. I kept my hands on his chest and felt him fondling my bum cheeks while staring at my boobs. He was fully turned on. As I was increasing the intensity of my bumping on his hands moved slowly from my bum to fondle my boobs. Both of us were enjoying each other. “Did you cum?” I asked through my moans of excitement. “No, but I’m about to” he said. I wanted him to cum, I wanted his young cum inside me. Dawned on me that this should probably have been a little test to even explore my attitude on this issue. Later, when we were in bed and our cigarette smoked, she then asked me abruptly if it would make me horny to be pissed? This of course was the opportunity for me to confess my Annette NS passion. She seemed to be as relieved, because she told me that it would cause too much fun her to piss and be pissed off. So we decided this was the occasion to tun.An once intensively and consciously one.