Being so desperate you cast all caution to the wind, pull them aside and let rip, in a semi crouching position. My pee was hitting the wall behind me ...ith such force, it was reflecting back as if I was showering myself, and my whole skirt and bare bum were dripping with my golden coloured urine.I finally stopped only when the pressure in my bladder subsided enough to allow me to close my urination. I sidled down the wynd because of my embarrassing wetness, my stockings and bootees were full of. It makes you wonder whether she has bigger boobs or a flat tummy.Conversation continued.Landlady: “Ohhh. Let me know if you need any help. Forgot to introduce my friend, Joanne. She lives next to your house on the other side.”And she explained her profession and why she had brought her here.Me: “Hi Joanne, nice to meet you. I am Kiran.”I extended my hand for a handshake. Unknowingly I rubbed my palm to the boxer before the handshake thinking that I am touching an angel, at least let me clean my. Shuruaat mein Main aaraam aaraam se chod raha tha. Woh bhi apne kulhe utha utha ke mera poora land apne andar lene ki koshish kar rahi thi. Tabhi maine apna land bahar nikala aur zor ka jhatka dete hue uski choot mein ghused diya.She thanked me sexily for my attempt. “ooohhhh dear, thank you, tum to taarriff ke kaabil ho.Mujhe aaj phir aurat hone ka ehsaas dilaaya hain tumne poora jor lagao. I told her that mai bhi aaj hi mard ban paaya hoon.” Seeing her fully aroused I mounted upon Mami with. Having already orgasmed only recently I felt no urge to hurry my second climax, and enjoyed a thorough yet languorous poking of my host’s arse before sharing with him a similar libation to the one I had committed to his wife’s cunt. After I had withdrawn and collected the clothes I had left scattered through the house, I showered in their main bathroom. Once dressed again, I returned to where it had all begun, in the dining room. She was already there, seated at the table, and dressed this time.