Shaha bol rahi hu maine kah kahi ye madam mai aapaki kya sevakar sakata hu usne kaha mai aapse dost karana chati hu maine kaha welcome to usane bataya...ki who puna ki rahane wali hai or fir hamarai bat chit chalu ho gayi bus only introduction . usane kaha mai aapko rat me call karati hu ok bye rat ko mai phone wait kar raha tha to uski call aa gayi or usane muze puna ka invitation de diya maine kaha chalo yar or ek friend mil gayi. Jab hamane time or date fix kiya jab mai Pune gaya who shivaji. I can’t believe I’m about to pee on her. On this goddess of a stepdaughter. I’m focussing, trying to relax. Waterfalls. Think about waterfalls! I’m listening to the shower noise in the background and slowly I’m feeling my muscles relax. I’m almost there. It’s about to happen. I didn’t realize how full my bladder was! A stream is gushing out, straight onto her pussy in full force. Nadine’s eyes go wide. For a moment she’s frozen. Stops masturbating. “What da…? Oh yeah!” she stammers, exhales.. ‘Oh man, that first penetration feels so good!’ Kenny groaned pulling his nipples hard. I pulled the dildo out and put more lube on it then slid it back into Kenny’s arsehole, this time pushing half the 10” length into him with one firm thrust. I held it there to let him get used to the feeling of penetration, remember what the girls that had fucked me had done to make sure it didn’t hurt too much. ‘Is that good?’ I asked. ‘Yes. Turn it on now’ Kenny replied. I twisted the control on the end of. It was easy to realize that there were one or more Jims in the bunch. She could picture the group around the fire in their condo, pairing off to fit a dozen people into six beds (or maybe less, she realized). She heard the ripping sound of ski clothes coming off, the little nylon hooks grabbing desperately, useless against youthful energy. She pictured urgent fingers in ringed zipper pulls, lambswool undergarments being swiftly slipped off well-exercised thighs, to release the not so.