Thankfully I knew the old woman that owned the shop as I used to go and look at the things she had on display back when I was younger, always intrigue... by the works of art or decorations that she had found or things that had been donated."Mrs. Yun? Are you in today?" The delayed chime echoed through the small store as the door closed behind me."Ryan, how have you been? Here to look at more of my wares? Sorry but I don't have anything new yet." Mrs. Yun was an older Chinese woman in her mid 50's. Underneath it all I wore a white lace bra, a garter belt and sheer nude stockings. You may notice that I did not mention panties at all. I arrived at the party and was served a glass of wine. Then I began my walk through the house. Michael was in the living room chatting with a group of neighbors. I came in and spoke to the group and walked through as if I was on my way to the patio and brushed close to my quarry. I lowered my hand and lightly brushed my fingers over his cock. The touch was so. Not at all. I can't go anyway, because I'm a junior and so is my boyfriend." You have a boyfriend? Nobody told me." And that's the second reason why it won't be a problem. But we can talk about that later."We moved towards the house and my parents met me at the door. Sitting around the kitchen table eating our lunch, Mom slid the newspaper ad across the table towards me. "You're girlfriend has caused quite a stir in this town. She certainly is beautiful in that picture. How did all this. ’ she suggested. I did and she positioned me so that we could both get a good view in the mirror of the action to come. Parting her legs she straddled my left shoulder, one leg behind me and one in front. I turned my head so that I was looking right at her pussy and almost immediately I saw a few drops of pee trickle over her labia and down the inside of her thigh. Running the fingers of my right hand over her pussy, I felt her wetness. I licked my fingers as she began to pee a little more. Now.