She placed her arms behind her, coming to support her weight as she aimed her pussy upwards, watching with a massive thrill as her questing pee stream...flew into the air before forming a flowing arch that caught the rays of the dying sun. 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. Bola”mam u r looking hot”. Meien boli”thx”. Uske ghar par koi nahin tha. Ek bada sa cake rakha tha aur kuch beer ki bottle thi. Meien bola”are tumhare freinds nahin aye”woh bola nain mam ye party sirf apke aur mere liye hi thi. Chalo mam ckae cut karte hai. Mera clevage pura dikh raha tha. Nadeem ki nazar mere boobs par hi thi. Fir humne cake cut. Meie beer pi aur khub cake khaya. Cake mere boobs par bhi gir gaya. Usne woh dekh liya.Woh usko chatne laga. Fir usne pana lund bahar nikal liya.. She did not make me wait long. She said, "Five years is a long time to go without a man." She paused. I was sure what was coming. "You know...my husband took me to bed almost every night and... what is it the young people say? Screwed my brains out." She paused again, then asked, "John, will you come to bed with me?"Because I had thought about this and because I could never spend time with any women without thinking about it, I reached for her and we embraced with lots of tongue. I felt. I remember about you bragging about pulling off what you called a hat trick by doing me in all three holes. I remember you saying “Take this you miserable bitch” as you pounded my ass. I also remember that what you did was actually rape when you get right down to it. I remember telling you that you couldn’t do me without protection. I remember you saying “Fuck you bitch” and then taking me anyway.”“Get serious here Toni. As much as you dislike me if you really thought it was rape you would have.