Annabelle came down the steps, wearing the first of two very special outfits. Her first outfit was a black t-shirt with green shamrocks that said, "my...lucky ta-tas" with a pink ribbon in the middle, green twill skinny-leg pants, and kelly green patent heels."Hey, my Irish-bred baby" Annabelle said sweetly as she kissed his lips.Gabriel wore a black cotton t-shirt with green letters that said, "Kiss me I'm Irish" with blue jeans and green Converse sneakers."Wow! You look wicked cute, Annabelle.. Accumulating more and more pressure behind the eventual huge piss spurt. I'm usually bent at the knee's slightly, squatting down and sliding along the full length of the dildo at this point, this makes getting into the right position to pound my bladder with the tip a lot easier. It also makes directing the stream of piss easier as sometimes I like to sample the various exotic flavours I develop depending on what I've been eating and drinking the night beforehand.The steady pulsing stream of. I redden, instantly ashamed that my wanton desire and uncontrollable lust should be so clearly advertised and that lovely, pretty Anita should have to discover what a depraved and indecent creature I really am. Yes, I know it’s silly. Yes, I know that she had already viewed me masturbating on my sun lounger, pursued me here and used my wet, sticky fingers to pleasure her own hot, needy, pussy. But shame is shame and there is no point trying to argue logically with it. Worse still, my pussy,. “Oh my, Eunice you didn’t tell me that this is a porno!”“It’s not a porno in the true sense. This is a soft-core flick.”“Just watch, you will see what I mean, Natalie.”With that, we continue watching the movie and Natalie continues taking quick glances at me. She seems confident that I am not paying attention to her, but I am. She snuggles up to me as the two girls in the movie move to a chaise lounge and lay next to each other.Natalie is mesmerized as the one girl lets her hands roam over her.