‘Thank god it’s only you,’ said the pissing girl, her fast-flowing fountain of twisting urine most obvious as she sprayed the floor with her flo...ing stream. ‘I thought for a moment it might be my brother. Can you imagine him catching me like this?’Rebecca was still peeing strongly and Zara couldn’t answer. The other girl’s wide bum cheeks were positioned just above the growing pool she was making with her on-going toilet, a wonderful soft hiss and splattering sound rising from where she was. I wanted him so bad by this point. I knew that Debbie had relatives in town and most likely she would be home, so we rode out to the cruise strip. Up and down several times with no excitement, he turned off the road. Telling me that he was going to take me and show me his "spot". We drove about 2 miles off the road and up a dirt road and parked beside some abandoned railroad tracks... at least that is what we thought. We started kissing and rubbing. Not easy to do in a car with bucket seats. So. Good idea you gave her. Gardening in her work cloths is efficient indeed." Both women gave out a big laugh.Well it was a good idea. Seeing how I don't have time to clean up and change it only makes sense to do my gardening in my work cloths. And it was Florence's suggestion, so why is it so funny?"And she looks like just the little gardener all dressed up! Well, ALMOST all dressed up!" Cynthia chirped.As the breeze flowed between my legs, cooling my already wet puss I tried to ignore them. They. Cupping her breast and her ass, the men played with her like this for a while. She was embarrassed but it was just making her wet as they caressed her softly. She could smell her juices as they ran down her thigh now. She shivered as a man moved to her erect nipple, slowly running his thumb back and forth over it. She moaned in sensation and couldnt help but push harder against his hand. The second man placed his hand at her thigh slowly moving higher until he was at her sopping wet slit. Shes.