Narayan Jatta

trickled, then stopped, then jetted and stopped, beginning to flow strongly as she relaxed, some splattering on her hose and thighs. As her urine ran freely she said, "That really turns you on! Your face is glowing and your cock is wetting your pants." Then pausing as her flow ceased, she whispered, "Oh drat! I don’t have any tissues!" "Come sit in my truck," I said, "I have tissues, but I can think of a better way to dry you off." I said as I seated her in my SUV and she swiveled to face me on the seat as I stood in the door. I lifted her leg