"Or?" Or nothing." she whispered, "But I need a pee!"This time she drew me into her arms and kissed me as she stood and relieved herself, taking hold ...f my hand, she guided it between her legs and let the warm, golden urine flow over both our hands.It was the most erotic thing I'd ever experienced, I kept her fingers entwined in mine and eased them between the lips of her pussy, she moaned into my mouth as she climaxed, long and slowly, legs trembling, tongue duelling with mine until she. He was doing it now without the gel. A couple of times I said “Oscar mount” while on hands and knees but he had no idea. I had to wait for Amy. Bruce again said he would be out Saturday and home about 6. That gave plenty of time for play. Amy arrived and encouraged Oscar to mount me. Gradually he began to get the idea. We paused and Amy and I stripped off and some time together. We went out and Amy again said “Oscar mount” and assisted him to jump on top of me. He seemed more excited this time. While I knew it was normal in western culture to face the person speaking, his eyes revolved a lot around Yuko's attractive figure. I caught him starring down Yuko's C-cup breasts through the large v-opening every time she bent forward. I got a smart idea. 'Tell him I will take him to your Comfort House for afternoon tea. I am sure this trip will convince him to cooperate.' On the way to the Comfort House I asked Miss Yamaha to get the huge DD+ breast Filipino woman ready to serve afternoon tea. “Not quite,” she replied.“I know, but soon enough.” I yawned and stretched. The previous evening’s harvest had begun a little before midnight, and from the sound of the sea I knew it was about time to don the wetsuits and go out for our next blessing from the waters.“Sleep well?” Lara asked.“For sure. I’ve slept so damn well since we got here that I think I could probably stay awake the next six months straight and not feel tired.”Lara giggled. “Really? But somehow you still slept like a log.