Tanya sat on the counter top in her own juices while I made her a drink. I made her vodka and cranberry juice with lots of ice. Didn't want her to get...too wasted. I had plans damn it! She sipped a bit and I had to look at her wet pussy on my counter top again.I admit, for a minute I thought of all you pervs reading this story. I ask Tanya if I could take a pic for all the horny guys and girls on xhamster I know would love to beat off and finger themselves while fantasizing on her wet juicy. It started to slow down and finally stopped. She grabbed a few sheets of toilet paper and wiped it across her pussy lips. I noticed myself starting to get a little bit hard.This is the first time I had even seen anyone pee, let alone my mom. It kind of turned me on.She stood and pulled her panties up. I guess she must have missed some pee because I saw a wet spot emerge on her panties. After washing her hands, she turned around, gave me a kiss on the cheek and left.This time she left the door. I’m clinging to the balcony rail, my body shaking from the after tremors caused by Anita’s fingers’ twin assault on my arse and pussy. Ejaculant drips from between my legs, my vagina an open faucet with a stopcock that can’t quite be fully closed, my thighs streaked with its slippery wetness, my calves and feet splattered, and there is a rather substantial pool of clear pussy fluid spreading across the balcony floor to dampen my pretty wedged sandals. For the first time since I met her not much. Rakesh was keeping his wife’s ass open for me and watching with excitement my cock moving in and out of her pussy. He was stroking his tiny dick. Then I ordered him to come from behind and start licking my ass. Rakesh looked surprised but Sarika said, “Rakesh ji, just do as Raj says. Unki baat mano. Woh jo kehte hai vaisa hi karo.” Rakesh had no choice and he started licking my ass. I resumed fucking Sarika. Her big boobs were hanging in doogie style. I was playing with those melons, pinching.