She looked around, desperate for somewhere even naughtier to finish off her leak.She could, of course, have another wee over the wall but that would b...e boring now. So would another piss over the carpet or the table. The other cabinets were locked so she couldn't pee into them. The need in her bladder reminded her that she still needed to go.Suzanne approached the table, the piss puddle she had made glistening in the light from the overhead bulbs. She wondered if she should just squat over it. .. Moving my fingers out of you as my mouth moves lower, the kisses turning into licks as my mouth reaches the top of the cheeks of your ass. My hands moving to remove your jeans and underwear from around your knees, leaving you as naked as I am... Pulling your feet apart, I trail kisses up your thighs, my tongue licking the tops of your thighs either side of your pussy, while my thumb slides into you, my fingers rubbing against your clit... My tongue, moving slowly between your cheeks,. When they entered the next room Jane realised it was a bedroom set complete with a four poster bed and black sheets, she was a bit taken aback but having said she would pose decided to go ahead. They asked her to lay across the bed facing them and to hitch her skirt up to expose more leg, which she did, again with the bright lights she could just make out them moving around. They next asked her if she would drop the straps of her dress and cross her arms under her breasts to make them stand out. Below the tee, behind the immaculate open jacket, was some immaculate tanned teen tummy - just one lean inch, but it was devastating.“I’m Zann,” she came and shook hands with a smile, matching Camille for height and poise. In fact exceeding her for poise, while Camille made the adjustment. Of course I couldn’t say a thing.“Hello,” Camille rose to the occasion, “wow, I can see you’re a design student!” she laughed engagingly, looking Zann up and down and side to side, then down and up again.“I.