I started to stand to help pick it up as she started to bend to do the same, I could see fully down through the neckline her two heavy pink-nippled br...asts swaying to and fro. We almost bumped heads as she was trying to pick up the case with her damp fingers and I was not looking at the floor at all. I didn't know if Ilsa saw the show as my body should have been in position to block the view, but the bulge in my pants would certainly give it away. A glimpse lower showed me the bush was almost. "Woah!" She jumped a little as the first stream hit her bung and ran down between her cheecks before flowing across her own urine rich pussy lips. "Oh wow....that's why you like it....it's pretty fucking exciting." She reached back now between her legs and began rubbing her pussy. "Hit it here," she breathed, "wet my pussy...." I gripped the base to shut the flow and repositioned myself a bit, aimed my tool directly at her clit and let it fly. "OHHH Shiiiit!" She cried as my stream made contact. I thought I was so grown-up! Of course I was mostly working flat out for my forthcoming exams the following May and June, with the exciting prospect intended for all of us in our Private School – getting into a good University. There was a lot of sport too – there was always a lot of good, healthy sport in Private schools – but I enjoyed that too. Apart from being a break from the relentless pressure of academic work, it helped to keep me in shape physically and for an eighteen year old girl in. She pointed to the living room down the hall and told Brad to make himself at home while she got out of her work clothes.Brad walked into the living room, it was small, with a large sofa, you could sink into it, he took his jacket off and sat down on the sofa.Tammy yelled from down the hall offering a coffee.Brad accepted and sat with a bundle of nerves in his stomach until Tammy walked in.She was wearing pajama shorts a tank top that clung to her. She had brown hair was tied in a ponytail.She.