I hear more clicks as I take it you take more pictures. Then I start to feel a shower as it hits my face and over my head, I feel it cleaning me, but ...hen I smell someone, I smell piss, `Your pissing on me you fucker`. I try to move my head away, but you say to me ` sit still you, I’m cleaning you` You carry on spraying me over my face then down onto my breasts then back to my face. I open my mouth a bit to breath, but you must have seen me do that, because you direct your cock spray at my. I knew with Clare here me and Jane wouldn't get to do much. After about 10 minutes Clare walks back out. She's wearing a tight mini-skirt and a bikini top covering those delicious C cup tits and sits down next to me. She sits down next to me and starts rubbing my cock through my pants. In shock "What are you going Clare?!" "Relax," she said as she pulled my shorts down revealing my boxers, she started again rubbing my dick. "No one is here but us. I sent that text to get you over here." She. Something seemedtaken away from my personality. Something cherished and possessedthat was no longer there."I look silly this way," I complained tugging at the edges of mydress nervously. My girl voice sounded soft, feminine, shy andbashful to my ears."Leave that be, honey buns, you look fine," Miss Bestin assured mepatting up my long auburn hair a little on my head."People are going to laugh at me," I whined rubbing my little handsover each other nervously. My skin was so soft, smooth and. She showered and let the water run over her body, she used the shower head to spray on her pussy; this always gave her a good feeling. Drying herself, Julie put on her short black skirt and tight fitting jumper, she didn't need a bra and she could see her nipples stick out through the material. No panties either, she liked the feeling of being daring. While she waited for the taxi, she helped herself to another glass of wine and thought about what she would do. Julie had heard of a new night.