The opposing sink wall was subjected to her squirting pussy fountain, her spent pee running down to the sealed plughole. Zara gasped with delight as s...e continued peeing, enjoying every second of her toilet, as she witnessed the sight of her pee pool growing ever bigger as her spent piss collected.Spreading her legs further apart Zara stared with glee past the bulge of her large tits, nipples hardened with sexual thrill, at the sight of her pooling pee, her spraying piss stream still flowing. The ladies stood and K slowly unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, C moved behind her and started to massage her breasts, moving slowly to unbutton her shirt, she slipped her arms out and allowed C to unhook her bra, C teasingly freed K’s ample breasts cupping them and massaging K’s stiffening nipples. A stood and approached the ladies, he moved to his wife’s side and gave her a deep passionate kiss, whispering in her ear how hot and sexy she looked, C watched the couple embrace as. I was sucking her tongue like an ice-cream, my left hand was on her boob, and my right hand on her waist. I made her stand up and removed her saree. Now, she was in her petticoat and sleeveless blouse.White, slim body, deep navel, grayish hair, shaven armpits – she was a perfect definition of a cougar. I started kissing and licking her navel, she kept moaning. Then, I removed her petticoat and blouse and started sucking her boobs.The boobs were firm and in the perfect shape. She then started. They made it difficult to turn around and reach the desk, but that was probably Robert’s intention. Upon bending over, her bra peeked through her half unbuttoned top. Their tips touched the desktop. She wasn’t allowed to hold herself up with her hands. That was her tits’ job, he told her. Anticipating his full expectations, she reached behind and pulled her skirt up over her naked ass.Instantly, Robert’s hand cracked against the tense flesh!“Ow!” She yipped. Her son had gotten stronger, but it.