I had asked her to let me up and she declined telling me to just let it go right there. As I felt it start to flow out of me I felt her hand grab my d...ick and start to direct it so I was pissing on her and myself and that was when I became aware that she also had started to piss on my chest. It took several seconds but after we had emptied our bladders on each other she had than position her soaked cunt over my face and began to lick my dick. I was hesitant at first but figured I might as well. She took a pair of nail scissors from her dresser, and pulling the crotch of her pink cotton knickers away with a pinch, snipped around her fingers leaving a gaping gash in the crotch of her panties. Easy access.She felt outrageously exposed as she pulled them up tight, her clit protruding through the cut crotch, ripping the girly sides; they were an old pair anyway.She watched fascinated as with an awful groan, the whole tree kinked and cracked. Her fingers graced her gash through the hole in. I know why you became a..." he still couldn't bring himself to say it.Angel looked down, "I don't know if you could possibly understand Frank," and she reached out and put her hand on his, "But thank you for trying. I never meant for it to happen."Frank nodded, "I know."Angel knew there were a great many things about her life that Frank could never understand. She realized how much she still loved him as she watched him eat his pie. She was glad he was still a lot like he had been at sixteen.. My head was spinning, but was able to reply, "I have been to that Holiday Inn. It is nice." I glanced at her now, quizzically, and I'm guessing my look of confusion must have turned to surprise. Chelsea was definitely rubbing Lisa's leg. Trying to ignore that and remembering she mentioned hunger, I stammered, "Would you like to pick up some lunch?" That would be great. There's a little town coming up with a cute sandwich store. We could pick up food and go somewhere for a little picnic. Doesn't.