She looked down. I went a little nearer and put my tongue out against the outer lobe of her pussy. That did the thing. A few drops of piss appeared in...her pussy. In a second, that extended to a powerful jet of golden yellow stream of urine and splashed all over my face and the mouth flowing down my chest to the cock and down to the floor of the toilet.I eagerly took the piss into my mouth and gulped a few mouthfuls of the golden nectar. She was curiously watching the proceedings and was very. Why would she want to start a revolution? She shrugged and shook her head, then turned back to her hotel. The streets were quiet now as darkness had fallen. Street lights and bar windows lit the way. She plunged her hands into her pockets, turned on her handy com, hunched forward and considered what she had been told as she walked.How much of what the old man had told her did she actually believe? True the artifact had a strange hold over her and she had experienced the start of the Grojan. ‘I guess these are going to get a little bigger. Something extra to enjoy with the pregnancy.’ His eyebrows rising and a big grin on his face. ‘Typical male.’ ‘Just telling it like it is babe.’ Smiling down at him, she said, ‘Mikhail, there is something I really have to tell you before we go any further.’ ‘What babe?’ distracted by her body, he was only half listening. ‘I love you Mikhail.’ Suddenly his hands stilled, and his eyes flew up to hers. ‘What did you say?’ ‘I said I love you, you. " City's full of cutpurses and men like that fellow, probably a rebel deserter." Really?" she said, holding my elbow a bit more firmly, pressing my arm against her stay-supported and upright breast in a friendly manner. I nudged her a bit each time she rolled toward me, prodding her nipple out of her lace from time to time.When we reached the front of her brick house, one probably confiscated from some rich Dutchman, she curtsied again displaying her swelling chest, thanked me profusely, took.