I could feel my pussy getting moist through my yoga pants and slid my hand down between my legs. I was so sensitive, I took my nail and teased myself ...hrough the thin material, moving my finger up and down my little slit. I was in a daze, it felt so good I was literally aching for more. By this point I had caught up to a semi truck and turned my signal on to pass him, never removing my hand from between my legs. Just as I pulled alongside the truck I looked over and noticed the driver could see. Because Cassandra had vacationed with a friend the previous summer -- the first summer Harp Lake was used by its new owners -- she had been there only on weekends during the fall and spring, and she knew little of the property. Thus she was able to enjoy the mysterious side trip as a genuine adventure.There was the rusty gate at the county road, far south of the main gate. Then the bouncing, rutty road winding to the tip of the mesa. And the view through Tom's binoculars, when she saw the harp. We talked. We shared everything and she started loving me like her own baby. She would never leave me alone or make me sad. Once due to business reasons I had to go out of country for 3 months it was a testing period for me. When I came back she was there for me once again. We came into a live-in relationship.On reaching home we both sat on the sofa she kept her head on my chest I held her tightly and we talked for long when it was dinner time she went to kitchen and started cooking and I went. You could do that for me since my hands are busy." Point it?" Mmmhmm. Just take hold gently and make sure it's pointed toward the bowl. Don't let me splash outside. My roommates hate it if there's pee on the floor." Cassie gingerly took hold of my cock and pointed it at the bowl."Does it just start then?" Well, it's already started but it has a lot farther to go to get out than with a girl. Just wait for it." I did have to pee but, of course, having Cassie holding my cock wasn't really helping..