We went up the short steep ramp to the actual gate. It opened after she keyed in a security code and blew into a senor hole. To me she explained “Bi...ometric DNA lock.”The court yard was dark, there were no lights anywhere. “Why is it so dark and where is everyone?”She answered with a somber tone and almost whispering. “There aren’t many of the Bredenberg family left.Despite the fact that the burg was only five hundred years old and by design looking more modern than for example our burg, it had. .What?”“That you look at me while you pee at me, sir!” she said and leaned back against the tiled wall. One hand was on her thigh, the other under her breasts. She saw him pull the foreskin back.“Not my blouse” she laughed as the first jet landed on her tits, soaking the cotton.“Where do you want it?”“Anyw...” was all she could say before he aimed for her mouth. He put his free hand on the back of her head, puling her closer to him. His urine ran out of her mouth and down her body. “Little. ’ With a big smile on her face she grabbed Sarah’s clammy hand and pulled her around the corner into the bedroom. Melissa’s dress – the dress in question you might say – was hanging from a hook covered in sheer plastic. It was beautiful: long, elegant, wrap around style, with intricate hand stitching reminiscent of a Japanese Kimono. Sarah’s stomach flipped. She felt so bad about the dress and now here it was being rubbed in her nose again. She stammered, ‘Uh, I…’ Melisssa saw her friend. The shades of her inner bra were visible thru her white shirt. She had a beautiful round ass and well-shaped body. She just had the right amount of flesh in all her body. Her boobs I would be able to cup it into my one hand that’s how perfect her boobs would fit into my hands.As she showed me the dressing table I started examining it. Every time when I was able to look at her would admire hot sexiness. Any man’s dream fuck she was. She was like a Devi. Her name should have been Bagyadevi. After.