Here it comes!.... WATCH ME CUM!... OHHHHH FUuuCKKK..." She yells through a chenched jaw as her whole body becomes ridged. She reaches over with her o...her hand and frantically rubs her little clit. "OHHHHHHH...gggoooooaa-................" She can't even finish the word as she pulls the handle out of her pussy starts to squirt pussy juice in a stream onto the ground two feet in front of her. "aadddddddd...." she screams through clenched teeth. Her body starts to spasm uncontrollably as she. So heturned to see what was up. as he turn he spotted the three boys who wereplaying the parts of the three ballerinas. He could tell the boys werenot happy about how they were dressed.He could help but notice that all three boys were wearing very shortpuffed out, pink Tutu's, with matching pink tights. He heard that thelady who runs the dance studio in town lent the three boy the costumes,right down to the pink ballerina's slippers they needed to wear. Rickyreally had to smile, because they. “I’ll drive a mile or so more down here to find a café or something.” I told her, “After that, you’ll have to have your piss al fresco!” I drove on, and was just about to pull over to the hedge when I saw an illuminated red and blue sign in the distance. As I drove up and neared the sign, I could read the words ‘The Red Lion Hotel’ and saw the welcoming sight of several silhouettes through the frosted front windows. “Here we are my darling, your loo awaits you!” I said as I drove round the. I have no idea what her name is.”Marcy turns to me with a surprised look on her face and grips my hand harder. The woman leading us turns to us as she walks. “Well, I guess names don’t matter. There is a definite attraction between you two. That’s what made me look even harder and realised what you two were doing. I’m Layla, but that’s not my real name either. I like the mysterious names.”“Well, I’m Marcy then.” Marcy says smiling.“I’ll let you two beautiful women choose what name I should have.