Soon, we started the walk back toward camp. We stopped several times, and Max pointed out some of the interesting flowers and trees around us. At one ...top, Max turned to face the side of the trail and started to pee into a bush. He held his cock casually in one hand and just let it flow.“I wish I could do that,” I commented. I really had to pee. “I shoulda gone before we left the club.” “Why can’t you do it now?” Max said challenging me, as his stream splashed into the bush and onto the grassy. Still bursting with the need to pee Rebecca wasted no time, squatting down so that her pussy slit was poised only an inch above the collection of coats. With a gleeful giggle, she started a new piss, her hot pussy shower jetting from her pussy lips as she let loose with full force. A strong hissing sound accompanied her toilet in the hallway, the coats below subjected to the golden shower issuing from Rebecca’s pee flaps as she enjoyed her latest leak. Raising her bare bum cheeks upwards sent. Their hands explored each other’s bodies. Their breathing became ragged. When he reached under her skirt, she put her thumbs into the hem of her pantyhose and shoved them to her thighs. He pushed her onto the desk and whisked them down and off. Then he pulled her panties off.She leaned back and smiled as he stared at her snatch. He grinned at the hairy entrance and then he pushed his face into it.Sarah grunted and fell back as he expertly tweaked her pussy and clitoris.‘He really does know how. This was difficult because the walls were painted a dark color. I could see there were about 8 rows of 30 seats each with an isle down the middle."Let's sit here," Doug said as he chose seats near the back of the theater and near the door. I was really scared, afraid to look around. I didn't want to see what might be taking place just a few seats away from us. Doug, of course, was checking the place out as best he could in such a dark room. I knew he was excited to be here and he didn't want to.