My cock was now absolutely solid. She got back on the small sofa facing away from me once more and offered her arse to me, opening her honey pot with ...one hand. "Come and fuck me honey" she said, "use me like the slag I am". I hate that word, but Tina loves to use it in dialogue a lot. She once told me in one of our many prolonged chats that she felt that she was much more than just a slut and slag was a perfect description of her. In a lot of ways I'd say Tina is a wonderful and nice girl. But. She sighed deeply, then let herself go. A thin stream of pee trickled through her panties and ran down her legs. I licked at some of it, tasting her harsh, salty taste. I enjoyed watching her wet herself, as it stained her pants when it hit the ground. I collected some of it in my hand and rubbed it on my tits, then stood up. She looked at me embarrassed, but glad the lobby was empty at the moment. I slapped her butt and helped Martina up. "Just something to remember us by," I whispered and. Rewarded with her tongue as well we stayed this way for some time. Mary adjusted her weight a bit, only to turn towards me with wandering hands. Her soft hands found my chest and began tracing her nails around my pecks and neck. I thought of only the same, clutching both sides of her face and neck with my hands. I moved my right hand down to the buttons on my shirt and started undoing them, very slowly one at a time. She could sense my intentions, because her left hand left my chest and. This time, I take her up to the Belmont battery. There is a secluded spot few people know about, just down the hill, away from the guns. She isn’t shy about rubbing her groin against me or playing with her chest as we walk through the park, in plain view of everybody. One woman scowls and takes her boy away as he tries to watch Dahlia, trying to figure out what she is doing.Before I get the blanket spread out, I can smell how hot she is.“I guess you want something a little different than I.