Basically I was trying to get the sticky, dried sweat off my body and any hint of sexual sweetness leftover from my little escapade with Mrs. Kennedy....one walked in and gave a little wolf whistle as she appraised my goods. She walked up behind me and brought her arms up from my flat tummy to my firm chest, stopping to tweak my nipples as I had done to her earlier. Amazing how that sent a bolt of electricity straight to my cock. It jumped visibly and she slowly ran her hands back down across my. I look at peter and smiled as he said “I overheard that you don’t mind this, so I figure I just go ahead and urinate on you, and judging by that smile you like that.” I said: “Yeah Peter, that why I have my hand in the urinal; I want to be urinated on by you.” He then said “I thought so; I am going to be urinating for a while. Let me know what you think.” I said ok and Peter continued urinating turning the water a nice dark golden color; he noticed that I was slowly sliding my hand back and. It was very tight and Fatima told him to go slow till full penetration is reached. Khan agreed and he slowly by jerky movement inserted his cock and it took five minuted for getting full penetration. I and Raheema watched. Keeping his hands on her boobs, Khan started to fuck slowly and asked Fatima whether he can go faster.She said yes. He slowly increased his speed and within five minutes Fatima was shivering with orgasm. She hugged him and tied her legs around him Khan did not have an orgasm.. She started making notes toherself and figured out that he worked 4 days a week.She found herself grow restless on those 3 nights whenshe was unable to watch him. After watching him through the window for about 3weeks, he finally noticed that she was watching him.At first, he was a little freaked out about it, butthen he decided to have some fun with her. He had setup a video camera to peek up at her when she stood inher usual position in her living room window. The video feed went to a small.