She had to see that cock throbbing in Georgia’s grip. That big and throbbing girl-dick. My hand pressed further and further up beneath her skirt.I g...anced at her and arched an eyebrow. Her jaw dropped. She shuddered and then she opened her mouth to speak. I shook my head ever so slightly. Then I winked at her while my fingers found her panties.I felt the edge of them, her skin so warm. I pushed beneath her leg band and felt her silky curls. Her heat increased. She grew wet. Then I found her. It was salty and tasty. then I was continuously sucking her cunt. She started moaning loudly. She was now mad and started breathe heavier and heavier. And moan louder and louder. Finally she was not control herself. Her entire body shuddered her love juices flowed down Like River. I drank all of it. Now I looked at her she also looked at me and say I love you darling I replied I love you too mam.My dick was paining and she started sucking it and she was making the chucking sound and she was. ") What *was* it that attracted my attention? Perhaps their firmness, their youthfulness? Yes, some of that to be sure. They were hands-down, flat-out beautiful.Were they augmented? I knew a little of that procedure and my practiced eye caught no tell-tale signs of subtle reconstruction incisions. Plastic surgeons are good, but the most artful surgeon can do no better than leaving a thin white line. No, there was no hint of surgical augmentation. The firmness and perky nipples were all her's. "Now you can piss Jen. Now that you're in the position that turns me on."You moan, and I can tell you want to, but there's a long pause. Then, a soft splash hits the head of my cock. I growl and press forward, and your flow stops. "Dammnit," you mutter, and I shift my grip on your hair."Good girl Jen, just relax."And suddenly you do, and the hiss of your release is loud in the quiet of the forest. I can smell the tang of your urine, subtly different than mine-more female somehow. Your piss is.