I don’t know when she noticed or if she did at all. I took up courage and stroked my thumb again. Felt the underwire of her bra and i slowly kept on...stroking it. Little by little sailaja’ breathing became heavier by the minute. She then burst out talking unrelated issues like what the weather is going to be tomorrow. Or how my work is going. But one thing I noticed was the urgency in her voice. She was speeding up her words and in the meantime I was stroking my thumb on her boob.As this was. He agreed saying he needed to aswell. Rather than sitting on the toilet seat, I lifted it up andstraddled the toilet, spreading my labia as I did so. Dad squatteddown in front of me to get a better look at things. It wasdifficult forcing the urine out but I managed to do it. Then I didsit down on the seat and asked Dad to pee onto my chest andstomach. He protested, saying what a strange thing to ask for, butI could tell by his expanding penis that the idea had caught hisimagination. He. Sandy told me the biggest turn on was the contrast of their skin color it made her pussy flood. Well she went on to say maybe the size of his cock made her a little wet too.Sandy did not shave her pussy but her pubic hair was very blonde and very fine so it was like she shaved, her pussy was on full display when she was naked. Her pussy was very small and did not protrude, nice clean and smooth. She did not know how Matt’s massive cock was going to fit but she was going to try.Poor Matt he. It wasn't till I turned 16 that I was allowed to be home by myself. About once a month on a Friday night she would say she was going out, and then she'd return home around 1 am. I was happy to see her go out. She was only 38 years old, and I thought she needed some fun. Plus, it left me home alone. The minute she walked out the door I'd grab one of my porno tapes, drop it in the VCR and spend the evening jerking off.Her once-a-month nights out soon became once-a-fortnight. One day she said.