I thought it was funny, and have that image of Sarah with white streaks in her hair burned into my memory. Then again, I wasn’t the one with cum all... over my head. Sarah removed her wet clothes, showered, and returned to the room with her hair in a towel and wearing a terry cloth robe provided by the Inn. I would have joined her in the shower but for the antique bath tub, the kind with a shower curtain that pulls all the way around the tub. With nothing to hold onto but the curtain, it would be. Always feel and taste has followed later if any contact at all is made. I am drawn to a woman with an attractive body. A pretty face is a beginning. A pretty face is one well-shaped, nice eyebrows, eyelashes, clear even glistening eyes, an aquiline or unusual nose, defined cheekbones, full lips, well-formed teeth preferably white, not discolored, and a firm chin. Her ears are inviting, well-formed, neck slender, hair of any color obviously clean and cared for well. She has an hour-glass figure. As I entered her secret it felt scalding hot on my tongue. The diaper had insulated her crotch and it felt like sticking my tongue in hot tea. The intimate feeling of her body heat coupled with the rich musky smell of vaginal mucus piss and cream assailed my senses. She slowly lowered herself onto my mouth. I felt a slow trickle and my swallow reflex kicked in. The stream of urine got stronger and she squashed her fanny hole over my mouth making sure her pee hole had a direct line down my. We laid down on the bed side by side next to Jack, our faces in each other’s honeypot. We licked and sucked on each other’s hardened pearls and our hips started grinding into each other’s faces. I could see Jack stroking his dick with one hand and could feel him touching our backs and asses with the other. My pussy was on fire under her tongue and I could taste her love juices flowing into my mouth. My orgasm starting coming in little waves and as I pushed my cunt harder into her face, her.