She went to lap it up but I quickly grabbed the chain around her neck to stop her. I needed to empty my bladder and couldn't be arsed to walk to the t...ilet a couple metres away. "Lift your bowl to your face and open your mouth. I don't want a single drop falling to the floor. Do you understand?"She nodded enthusiastically and opened her mouth wide for me to use as a urinal. My aim was a bit off and I ended up shooting my warm piss straight into her eyes, causing Natasha stinging pain. I steered. She moved her leg up higher onto my hips, and suddenly I felt her wet pussy touch my cock. I could feel she was shaved smooth and bare, and she leaned her head back and moaned when my shaft slid down her slit. Her pussy was already soaking wet, I could feel her juices coating the bottom of my cock and running down onto my balls. My hands moved up to feel her tits - I couldn’t really feel how big they were, but a handful at least, with hard nipples I could feel against my palm. I tugged and. However, after a couple of weeks of this routine, I knew what to expect each day upon Stephen's arrival home.However, one afternoon, there was an unexpected interruption to our routine. One Thursday afternoon, before Stephen arrived home, a good friend of mine, Rhonda, dropped by unannounced. Rhonda was my best female friend in college. She was two years younger than me.Rhonda was tall and statuesque. At five foot, eleven inches tall, she had the long legs and figure of a model. She was an avid. He’d have to get rid of that as soon as possible. If Sadie happened across it, she’d never believe that the builders just stopped off at the hotel and stayed in twos and threes there. He pushed his way through the bustling crowd in reception, grabbing Kiara’s hand and nearly wrenching it from its socket as he dragged her out into the cold morning air. "Come on." he barked out as they approached the van, spotting refusal in her eyes already."No,” she answered as firmly as she could. “I’m walking.