Whether it saw such a sign or not, she was soon exhaling as a proper stream showered me in irregular spurts that zigzagged with the woman’s lack of ...irectional control. She arched her back to spray it up my chest and then back down and sat on me to christen my kinkily enraptured cock.Mrs Turner’s urine flowed over me like a wild sexual baptism. It was in my navel, rolling down my sides, trickling into my arse.“Dirty girl,’ I scolded teasingly.“You love it,” she said confidently. “I hoped you. Angela’s body was letting out all the positive vibes and Jack could feel the unwritten and unspoken consent from her willing body. As they finished work for the day Angela noticed that both of them were covered with sweat. The day was indeed warm. As they walked back towards the house Jack said that he would shower in the open shower area Angela had insisted on building in the garden beside our bedroom when we shifted into the house. Angela was okay with it and told Jack to carry on with his. She looks impossibly petite for a grown woman, and even more so next to you. Your muscular 6'5", 250 pound body made her look like little more than a sex toy in comparison.Most men might see the 160 pound weight difference as a reason to be more careful, more sensitive during sex, but not you. No, much to her chagrin, you often treat her as nothing more than a fucktoy on which to exercise your rough sexual desires. Fortunately, due to years of careful conditioning, she's realized that her worth. Melissa, you might need to get out of the way so she can look at it from both sides." I want something to do," Melissa whined."Take off your top and let me play with your tits." Okay!" she said happily."Go ahead and look at my cock."Kelsey nodded and came closer. She moved her head to get a good view of my big fat hard purplish cock.I smiled at Melissa. I loved still growing tits. There were still so firm."Mine are kind of small," she apologized."I love them, Melissa" I said. I reached out and.