After being pampered for an hour with Anne directing the staff, Di could barely believe the results. Her short, straight hair was now a gorgeous pixie... cut with bangs that hung artfully across her brow. Her nails gleamed a deep red and the skillful application of body makeup smoothed away the mottled scars on her feet and legs.Standing in the dressing room and looking at herself in the mirror, Di covered her mouth and wept. The white dress was perfect. It hugged her body like a second skin until. She stroke over my head in a motherly way with her hand and stroke over my cock with her foot in a mistress like way at the same time and gave me a look which combined the two sides perfectly. “Are you thirty, honey” she asked as if it was necessary. I nodded. “Would you like to drink your mummy’s pee?” “Yes mum. Please let me drink your sweet urine.” I said. She smiled back at me. Then I felt first week drops leaking from her vagina. I let them roll on my tongue and tasted them. They tasted. "It feels like itweighs a tonne!" Oh, just a few sandwiches, some fruit .. oh, I know what was so heavy.. I put in a couple of two-litre bottles of water in case we getthirsty" Jan replied."Thirsty?" Gary snorted good-naturedly. "I'm sweating like a pigalready after that ride, and carrying that backpack. I'm gonna stripoff my shirt".With that, he tore away his T-shirt, showing a deeply tanned torsothat reflected a c***dhood spent in the sun."Not fair," Jan laughed. "You guys can just rip your. That is for sure.” He was all smiles. And his mind was miles away and up against her naked body. His eyes closed and then opened just as he pulled into the driveway. He stopped, shut off the engine, but he sat in the car thinking. He thought about how he unbuttoned her blouse. He smiled. He thought about how he felt when he saw more and more and even more of her upper body. His heartbeat rose. He thought about how he felt when he saw her fluffy and jubilant looking cleavage. His eyes closed. He.