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Paul said. You can always drink more right after. We can do everything. She didn t know what he was talking about. Paul, let s go in, or outside, or somewhere. I have to pee so bad. How bad? he asked, flirting. I really do, I really have to pee, Janet said. He circled her hard nipple with his fingers and held her whole breast in his other hand. Janet was getting turned on again. His cock was hard and pressed into her pubic bone. I hadn t thought about an accident. All our fantasies, peeing together, wow. You were getting yourself off over me, drinking water, wow. Pamela Anderson Pussy They were still hugging each other loosely and she felt his cock beginning to get hard against her hip. he asked. She blurted it out quickly she was drinking water on her way, thinking about him, couldn t wait, hit traffic and had an accident! Wow, he said. That is incredibly sexy. It is? I think so. I couldn t wait to see you, he said as she stepped out. They hugged. Paul ran his hands through Janet s hair and kissed her. They made out. His hand slid down her back, to its small arch, then to her ass.Pamela Anderson Pussy
Hi, he said, and smiled, sparkling and happy to see her. He walked toward Janet s car. She thought she was going to die of embarrassment. He opened her car door and put his hand out for her to take. She calmed herself down, and made the next turn, which was onto Paul s block. She pulled up in front of his house and parked. Before getting out of her car she surveyed the damage. Her pee-soaked skirt, pussy-wet thong, and now she saw there was piss on her thong too. His piss was largely absorbed by the cared ceiling, and a tiny bit dripped Stretched Pussy down the windshield. It was completely clear. The instant his piss stopped shooting out, he jacked his cock two hard times then came. Going from a no-sex/bad-sex relationship to being opened up had turned her into a horny machine. Please tell me, the water, the guy said to her. The light was green but they were still sitting there. Plus, she was sitting in her own piss. What s worse, she liked the feeling. It was warm under her, and wet.Pamela Anderson Pussy
Her bladder was still straining for release, a feeling that now turned her on whenever she felt it, and her pussy was still wet. Oh. He must make you pretty, uh, hot. She could see that his hand was on his cock again. Too hot, it seems, Janet said, and she smiled at him. Why was she talking to this person, she asked herself. No, it s okay, Janet said. My fault. Can we talk, maybe pull over, get a drink or something? he asked her. No, Janet said, I m seeing some I mean, I m on my way... I m going somewhere. A date.
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