I’ve seen you do it before, but I was always behind you, so I could actually see it. I wish I had a dick so I could do that. I’ve tried it in the shower, but it just ends up running down my legs.” Her admission struck me as funny so I let out a chuckle. “It’s nothing special. It’s just the japanese Hairy way boys asian piss.” “I love watching you do it anyway. One of these days, you’ll have to let me aim it.” I laughed as I shook the Hardcore last drops from small tits my dick, “You’d probably make a mess all over the floor.” “No I won’t, but if I do, I’ll clean it up. Please let me do it next time.” She was following me down the stairs, “It won’t work.” I told her. “Why?” I turned at the bottom of the stairs to look at her, “Because, if you touch it, it’s going to get hard and I won’t be able to piss standing up. I’ll have to sit down like yesterday morning.” Her eyes widened, “Really? That fast—just from me touching it?” “Yep, now I’m going to have some cereal.” He ran his tongue along her slit a few times, noting her reactions, and after a few times, he used his thumbs to spread her pussy apart. She squealed her strangled delight, her head turned Hairy to gaze rapturously at her defiler, her chin resting upon her retracted shoulder, her arms small tits flexing behind her back. One big one dealing with their past and the other, how would next week go. "Shit! "Do I have to?" She said, "I'll go to my room." You like the show, don't you, Mrs. Armstrong?” “Such a cocky man. That's the smile you had on your lips after you made me cum the first time.” Jon arranged for me to go on one of those sightseeing tours. He continued fucking the cunt beneath Hardcore him, while its owner cried in pleasure. “The worst!” Therese exclaimed. "Make doubly sure you asian finish deep you handsome man, I want to remember the beast you are and how fucking amazing you japanese make me feel."