She grabbed her massive middle with both hands and massaged it up and down. Something felt different. Where before her belly had been firm but squidgy... now it was hard. She felt bigger and tighter than she had a few hours before. Furthermore, she really had to pee.Brianna rolled out of bed and ran to the nearest bathroom, her belly bouncing in front of her as she walked. She yanked down her panties, slapped her dimpled ass cheeks down on the bowl and moaned with relief as a jet of yellow piss. .. into each other. They might be in love with each other. But for the first time in their lives, there was a boy in their conversation. Brian. I thought it would fade away, but after Christmas they started exchanging letters. The conversation about Brian never flagged. I heard about him rescuing Jennifer. There was something about being rescued three times. I figured out the first one quickly enough because they were both impressed with the fact that Brian had caught Jennifer when she fell off. She spun around placing her parted legs on my daughter’s face. Her own face went between my daughter's thighs.I slipped two fingers deep into my pussy watching them as they licked at each other's pussy. I could see the gleam and shine of pussy juice coating both their faces. I thought back to my own first time with another girl that was Carol. My fingers were digging at my rough spot. I parted my legs as a very wet orgasm came over me. I had to muffle my moaning as my pussy juices dripped to. She pulled the zipper of her skirt down and dropped it to the floor as Peter kicked off his shoes, and undid his belt and pants. In Moments, they were naked except for her stockings and his socks.“Over here,” Susan said, sinking onto the leather couch at angle from her desk. Peter followed her, kneeling between her open thighs. Susan grabbed his cock and pulled him toward her waiting entrance, rubbing him in her wetness. He thrust into her and sank down to bring his chest in contact with her.