She loved when we both wore pantyhose , my precum leaking through and her pussy juice leaking through as me rubbed together . Our legs intertwined a f...eling she loved .We would do this till we couldn't stand it and rip the crotch open on both pairs . I would be atop of her and would drive my throbbing cock into her soaked pussy ' pushing her legs back so I could suck her toes through her pantyhose ' loving the taste and the smell of her sweaty hose. I would drive in faster , her maoning for me. Id swim in your piss, if itd mean stopping you from being hurt. Nina contemplated the image. There was silence for a moment. That was… Samantha began. That was a very strange thing I just said, Nina. Nina chuckled. Yup. I made you squirt. Nina could hear the smile in Samanthas voice. She smiled herself. You did. Ive never been able to do that, myself, said Samantha. Ive tried, yknow. Last time I tried it with a guy… didnt go so well. What happened? Nina felt Samantha shrug. He was fingering me,. She put on her best face as always, asked intelligent questions and appeared generally enthused and interested in the topics. The end of the day came none too quickly for her, she excused herself and headed for her room. After a call home to the hubby and kids, she checked her hair and makeup and headed back downstairs. These conferences always turned out to be more of a marathon than anything else. Covering as much business as possible during the day, and drinking to excess at night. She took. She began to caress his cock which while hard and erect was unadorned. Peter took the last ring from the hard cock in his hand, red circles imprinted into the turgid flesh, then he slowly began to extract a knobbly steel rod from Clarke’s piss hole, it pulled free, the rod had to almost a foot long with a curved and flattened end that had evidently been probing in his bladder, a thin stream of pre-cum glistened between the end of the rod and the end of Clarke’s rock like cock. Sam knelt between.