I had created a monster. “Ohhh yeah…” she said as she finally slid her middle finger home. She began to pump it in and out and used the palm of...her hand to apply pressure to her clit, every so often clamping down and grinding it. This was too much for me. I undid my pants and allowed my long imprisoned cock to spring free. God that felt so much better. I absent-mindedly started to stroke my cock as I watched, almost hypnotized at the display of passion unfolding before me. I had stopped my. So anal became part of our repertoire from then on. And one time when we did anal it was a bit messy so we went into the shower to clean ourselves up. While we were in there Fiona said, “Will you piss on me?” So I did. She crouched down in the cubicle and I pissed on her face and chest. Then she returned the compliment on me, getting me to kneel down then pulling her pussy lips apart and squirting her hot piss on my face and neck. I’d never done watersports before, and I can’t say that I got. Her features were elfin in appearance large green eyes the colour of emeralds sparkled from the soft glow of her bedside lamp; her nose was delicate along with the rest of her bone structure and turned up ever so slightly at the tip. Her lips were full with a slight pout to them and were coloured an almost red that gave the impression of wearing lipstick even when she wasn't. Her skin was a pale milky colour with the faintest of pink blush to her cheeks, her skin was almost flawless apart from. Neither her son nor Tricia noticed her slip past them and out into the orchard to join her husband. When both had finished eating, the boy collected the dishes and they washed, dried and put them away. Standing side-by-side at the task, they bumped into each other a bit but neither mentioned how much those gentle bumps thrilled them. Continuing their light banter was all they acknowledged to each other though Tricia was hoping for another embrace like their spontaneous hug in the bedroom. The.