It was, unsurprisingly, locked. It had a Kwikset lock on the door. I’m not sure why they bother. I took my lockpick set out of my pocket, selected a...tension bar and a simple rake pick, inserted the tension bar to put tension on it, raked the rake back and forth, and had the lock opened in about five seconds. I carried her inside, and sat her on the toilet.Using her shoe, I propped the bathroom door open slightly, and went back to where we got off and got our packs, and carried them into the. Mitch's manhood was clearly on display. Mitch stood there for a moment. He closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair.Emma wasn't really paying any attention to Mitch, she only casually glanced out the window, but the sight shocked her. She quickly looked away at first, but was unable to stop herself from taking a second peek. She looked long enough to at least confirm that she had seen what she thought she'd seen. She quickly looked back down at the iced tea she was making, but the. I put it down to a my feeleings of disgust.Fast forward to May of this year and more and more of my porn searches were pee related. Then one night after a wed been out for a friends birthday we got back home and ducked and wanked each other silly. But no doubt to the booze I was struggling to cum. My wife told me to touch myself while she pulled and pinched my nipples nipples and talked dirty to me, this usally does the trick. My mind racing with thought of her peeing while I wanked. She asked. Isn’t it easier to do it yourself Alison?” “Don’t you like touching my body Jo? I’d like you to carry on please.” I felt as though my pussy would explode at any second, took a deep breath and squirted cream over her body once more. A streak down each arm, one down each leg, a squirt circling each of her breasts and a streak across her stomach, making me giggle, when I said I’d made a smiley face. Alison giggled as I began to rub cream into her toes and feet, playfully tickling them before.