“Your man likes watching me peeing, he is getting a new erection for us,” Fiona smiles as Julian holds her gaze as she enjoys the attention.“One...of his fetishes, see if you like this,” I smile back as I lay Julian on the floor, open my legs and stand over his groin.“Count to three for me Fiona. Now watch,” I whisper on the count of three as I tease my cunt lips and slowly release a long stream over his groin and now very erect cock.“I do like the way you trim your pubic hair, nothing apart from. . "Don't worry, You won't be doing much walking whore" he chuckles..."They are the size you said" he spanks my arse, "Now quickly, we haven't time to waste" he leaves, closing the door..."They'll love your outfit" he shouts as he descends the stairs...I reach for the next box, it contains a school uniform outfit, not your cheap tacky hen night one, a proper one, the skirt looks VERY short though, it's more like a tartan belt !There are white fishnet hold ups, what kind of school has them in the. Lynda fumbled for his zipper and in no time at all she had his pants down around his ankles. She took his awesomely hard youthful cock in her hand and hefted it briefly. Although she was dying to wrap her lips around his girth and suck him until he jazzed in her mouth, what she really needed right at that moment was a deep hard fuck. “Oh fuck me Jack!” she commanded him. With ever growing confidence, Jack picked her up and carried her to her desk. She wrapped her hands around his strong. John grabbed his beautiful wife’s hand and pulled her from the canopied bed. “Let’s get breakfast baby….” John looked at the time. “I guess we’ll be getting lunch my hot little nympho.” Camila giggled as they bounded into the shower. The couple left their air-conditioned suite hand-in-hand and a wall of tropical heat hit them. Bali was going through an unusual heat wave. August was always the driest month, but for some reason temperatures were hitting into the forties Celsius. The newly married.