As I finished the glass I felt her hand come to rest on top of my mound, she pushed into my full bladder. ‘Ah-ha, please, no. I really have to go, t...at hurt.’ ‘It was suppose to hurt.’ she took the glass from me and didn’t offer another. She place the glasses on the counter and returned to me again placing her hand over my bladder. She started to caress over it gently with only the lightest pressure, then applying more pressure to the top of it in a downward motion. She was trying to coax a pee. She kept her hands on the glass as he moved both of his hands under her shirt, slowly moving them up her sides. "Well then maybe you should take this off," he said, lifting the edges of her sweater. She raised her arms and allowed him to pull it off of her, leaving her in her black bra. "And these too," he said, unbuttoning her pants. He slowly slid them down and she stepped out of them, kicking them aside. Sharon breathed deep and slow, trying to calm her racing heart. James pressed his body. Goodbye for now."Diane put down her phone, smiled to herself with satisfaction. After that, she decided to go through to the younger children and enjoy some quality time with them. Life was good.At dinner that night, Bob remarked to Diane, "Darling, with you being off work, you may not know about this: Fred phoned to tell me he has a case that he needs me to judge: some sort of strong arm treatment of business competitors, it seems. We can't have that on Rehome."Diane acted surprised. "Oh, yes,. He had his hand in his lap massaging a very stiff Hard-On. Turning back to the screen I watched as Josh slid his cock into me. I heard myself moan with pleasure as he filled me and right then my body seem to respond to what I was watching and hearing. As Josh entered me he was not moving fast enough for me. I stared to work my hips fucking pushing and working myself closer to him. All the time this was going on, I had that lovely black cock in my hand and I made love to with my mouth. I watched.