Sexy toilet chat
When I followed her, the giggling girls were still at their table; it seemed we weren't taking quite as long as we thought. "The way I know us we rather piss on beauty standards." Martina didn't say anything but steered the boat towards a small overgrown island close by. When we got there, we got off the boat and walked naked through the thicket until we were sure nobody could see us. I fucked her as good as I could inside her tight twat, and she only let out brute moans and began to drool, until she shook all over her body and her knees gave in.I went past their table and looked at them meaningfully while dropping the spoon there. Then she turned to me and said: "Look at me mistress. I want to be all yours and nobody elses." I smiled. My hands slid out of her, and a gush of pussy secretion streamed out. She trembled and laughed uncontrollably, kissing my slimy hands and smearing them across her face.I just wore a short, yellow dress with not much underneath. When she was finished, she packed them back in as good as possible. I slapped them with one hand, making them jiggle even more. "Treat me like a dirty farm slut." My arm got heavy from thrusting and I became more and more daring.
We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the chat (though I've been there a little longer than her) and soon we were talking about what we both like doing and how we'd do it to one another. The bathroom was very small, just a tiny room with a sink out front. There, I noticed the little slut didn't come unprepared: A nice, black plug was lodged firmly in her ass.
One thing lead to another and I soon had my fingers on my pussy while I tried turning her on. We squeezed in anyway and locked the door behind us. She moaned: "Those have been neglected for a long time." I pulled her top under her breasts and weighed them admiringly in my hands. I turned it, and began to move it inside her butt, which she visibly enjoyed.
She looked happy, very proud and at peace with herself and the world. Her piss sprayed all over and ran down her legs, but she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the freedom to be able to piss on the floor in front of her mistress.
I was wondering if it was because of me, or because she managed to get out of the house for once and could do something completely different. I reached for her twat and let the warm stream run across my hand, rubbing the wet fingers on her tits afterwards. "My goddess, you know how to please my tits." I smiled and made her bend across a tree trunk, and while her cunt was still running out I pushed my fingers inside her and began fucking.
So I drive to our meeting point and the whole time I'm thinking about what I might do with her when I meet her. After all, I masturbated several times with her, and she knows more about my secret longings than anyone else. You know, like that one time." I nodded and remembered one of our chats, when we found out we both liked water sports. They slid in easily, still wet from pee and pussy slime.