Her panties got transparent as she worked in the syrup,giving me a good view of her pussy. Cheryl fingeredherself a while, then started to scoop handf...ls of syrupup over the front of her skirt. Cheryl’s skirt front wasa shiny mess before she pointed to a bucket on the floorbehind me.“Would you like to pour some over my breasts?” sheasked.I nodded as I picked up the bucket and filled it withsticky syrup. Cheryl smiled brightly at me as I slowlypoured the goo down the clean. Sammy moaned her approval. She was alternately squeezed and relaxing her vaginal walls on my penis inside her. Squeezing as I pushed in and relaxing as I pulled out. I could feel the pressure preceding my ejaculation building. I could tell her orgasm was greeting close. She took a couple of breaths then held her breath concentrating on the sensations she was feeling inside. I quickened my pace. She took a big breath. Then grunted “oh”. She exhaled. Then She inhaled again and grunted “oh again.. We just stood there like that while I contemplated what the heck I would do next. I had been having sex for 8 years, never strayed but always fantasized about something like this! Now I had a hot, horny lady in my arms holding my cock, sucking my earlobe and who was essentially begging me to fuck her. As I was swooning, she relaxed her grip on my manhood and took a step back. I was still holding her around the waist and just tried to regain my composure. We stood there silently and finally I. ” She winced and pushed a hand in tighter.“Well, let me try to take your mind off it. Why don’t you tell me about your sex life?” She laughed out loud but quickly stopped and let out a tiny groan, holding her crotch even tighter.“Oh Tina, I think a little came out there.” She looked very concerned and looked down. She moved her hands and we both looked. We didn’t see anything, but I had that funny feeling again. I needed to have her and her need to pee seemed to make it all the more.