Inside my room I bind Sandra’s hair in a pony tail so I can use it as a leash. “Frank, I really need to go to the bathroom.” She says. “Really... you little cunt? Here let me help.” I say and grab an empty bottle of coke and hold it under her. Apparently she had to go real bad because after only a second a yellow stream of urine sprouts from her pussy. Once she’s done I close the bottle and put it aside. “We’ll save that later.” I state. I grab Sandra’s face and shove my inflated dick in her. Her lips parted beneath mine and I explored the sweetness of her mouth groaning as her tongue met mine. My hands left her face to glide down over her back pressing her firmly against my body. Her skin against mine enflamed my passion for her. I lifted her off her feet as I deepened our kiss. She wrapped her legs around my hips and her heady scent filled my nostrils. I was undone by my need for her. I turned and pressed her back against the wall. Reaching between us I guided my hard cock. Just pet that little kitty ever so gently."He moved around me on his little round, cushioned stool, momentarily shielding me from the other people's view, and billowed out the cape that hid my body from the neck down to my ankles. Hardly daring to breathe and with a face as red as a tomato, I let my thighs fall open a little farther, slid the hem of my skirt up, then hooked my left index and middle finger into the gusset of my panties to pull it to the side and touched my slick, puffy lips with. She was very clever and simply looked me up on FB and figured out I was married. She simply sent me an email saying I shouldn’t use my real email id to connect and she is not interested in a married guy. I replied to her saying thanks for the advice and it’s not fair that she got to know who I am but I never got to know her. She just replied saying her name is Alexandra and that was her final email and she will no longer reply. I searched her in FB and was amazed by her beauty. She was perfect.