I was pleased when she let out a soft exclamation as we neared a small bridge.“I remember this. Your exhibit, right?”“Yeah,” I said with a nod... feeling a sense of pride that she’d remembered.“You sold that one, I think?”Again, I nodded, feeling a slight melancholy. The whole point was to make a living off my art. That didn’t mean it wasn’t sometimes hard to part with it.“Do you ever keep any of them?”I glanced over, studying her as we paused on the road, enjoying the profile of her face… and. Very pleasant." I let my hands range down her waist. They stopped when they reached a delectable butt.Her smile broadened. "What time do we have to be at your sisters?" Oh, I guess a bit before five will work. Why?" Because I don't want to be in a hurry." What she didn't want to hurry was made more apparent as she pressed against me.I've seen enough 'adult' video to know what some people think is a 'wanton' or 'lustful' look. That's not what I saw in Jenn's eyes. I saw happiness. Love.. More and more piss splattered over the carpet. The stain she had made with her toilet was larger than ever, a testimony to the level of her desperation prior to beginning her wee.All good things must come to an end. Slowly the flowing fountain of piss leaving Stevie’s cunt began to wane before vanishing completely. For several long moments, she remained in her toilet position, droplets of piss sitting on her black wiry pussy hairs. She struggled back to her feet taking a few steps around the. It was soft and always warm now matter how cold you were, you were playful, edging closer to me while maintain the mirror in sight. You continued applying makeup and my hand was now on the inside of your thigh. You normally let me touch you, Today was different, you raised your foot onto my knee, opening your legs and exposing yourself. You were already wet, wetter than usual, as I caressed the outside of your pussy, my thumb slipped inside you. Together we had found the perfect angle as you.