Cum up my arse and then piss in it!” Chelsea asked me to my shock, at least with the second part ... she wanted me to pee in her bunghole?I complete...y lost it, of course, spilling a load more than worthy of the name up her sweet, slick British ass. Sure enough, I felt the urge to pee. I thought, what the hell, she asked me for it, so I let loose a stream of my piss into her butt, much to her delight. Chelsea creamed herself as she felt my burning hot whizz flood her bowels, claiming her bottom. “How long ago was the ADA (American Disability Act) passed and how long did it take Marriott to respond to upgrading the bathrooms?”Salazar raised his eyebrows, once again she was asking complex and structured questions. She was attractive and seemed sophisticated in a rough sort of way. She appeared ambitious. Tenting his fingers again he said, “The ADA facilities standards came out in February (it was 2010). Marriott enacted a policy that Friendship Hospitality supported. As soon as the. If I’d been wet before, now I was absolutely flooding his hand. It was clear that I was very turned on by our neighbours. Patrick didn’t call me on my words publically, he just wiggled his fingers inside me in an acknowledging tease and slipped his head down to tease me again in other ways. In seconds I had changed my focus back to him and his gorgeous kisses, and didn’t give it a second thought as he threw off our blanket. All I knew was that I was burning, and the only thing I wanted. Then come find me. OH, I forgot to tell you, we can only hide on this trail.”“Hurry, Ms. Marti. Your time is wasting.”“Call me, Marti – Lucien. Hurry and find me – you and I are going to become good friends.”I gave her the full count of fifty, and started out to find her. What she doesn’t know - but I’m sure Janet knows - Marti cannot hide from me... I ran down the trail as fast as I could run. Just for the fun of it, I ran right past her as she hunkered down behind some tall, broadleaf plants..