“She’s back at our house as she is talking to our mums about bloody knitting and I fucking hate that shite”. She stepped a little closer to me a...nd asked if she could hang out with me as she had heard things about me. I thought to myself what she was referring to. Thoughts were going over and over in my mind as I walked along a overgrown track and down further into the woods. What did she mean, had she been talking to the other friends, had she found out about my crush on girl from school I just. Braver than a lot of people I’ve seen. When you were down in that ditch, beaten, worn out, dirty, exhausted, but still fighting, I was proud of you. I mean really proud of you!’ He had to slow down. He was getting emotional, ‘I don’t know what love is. Does anyone? But I knew then I wanted to keep you in my life. Does that make any sense?’ Susan only nodded. She was feeling increasingly uncomfortable. He went on, ‘Then you made up your mind to skip out. You hated me, and rightfully so. I knew. My hardening cock stirred in my pants and I felt a drop of pre-cum leak from the end of it. My hands slid down her smoothe stomach and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. I saw that the crotch had a large wet stain before sliding them down over her shapely hips to her ankles. She was clad in white lacy french-cut panties soiled and dripping with her yellow death urine that I also pulled to her ankles. At this point; I pulled the pissy jeans and panties off over her shoes; discarding the jeans. She was all naked and she gave me a slutty smile as she walked inside.My hand still on my dick massaging it. I looked at her as she sat on the cumboard and peed. I could hear the sound of her peeing and as she finished peeing, she spread her legs and showed me her bush. The urine was still dripping down from her vagina as she parted her black cunt lips to show me her hole. I got really hard and stroked my cock.“I liked what you did earlier”, she winked at me as she continued showing me her.