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Sally's Homecoming
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Sally arrived home from her trip feeling tired, but more
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importantly, randy - it had been a few days since she had engaged
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in any form of sexual activity - she had been tempted to pop into
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the loo on the train in order to play with herself but had finally
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decided against it as it would not be long before she arrived
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home. She was wearing a black skirt which reached to just above
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her knees and on top she wore a white blouse covered by a light
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fawn coloured jumper. This latter was somewhat tight and outlined
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her breasts in such a way to make their size obvious, forming as
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they did, constrained by her bra, two luscious looking mounds. The
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sun shone on Sally's thick red hair as she rang the door-bell.
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Her key was buried somewhere in her bag and in any case she
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wanted to see who, if anyone, was at home.
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The door was soon answered and it opened to reveal Sandra standing
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there. She was dressed in a white shirt and a short blue skirt.
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Her beautiful long golden-blonde hair was tied with a blue ribbon
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and hung below her shoulders. Sally smiled at her. As always, the
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sight of her young niece cheered her up. Sandra returned the
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smile, being glad to see Sally.
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- Hello. Are you alone. Sally asked as Sandra made room for her to
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pass into the house.
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- Yes. Everyone else is out. Sandra answered.
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As they moved into the kitchen, Sally related the rather
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uninteresting events of her journey to Sandra, who wasted no time
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in finding and pouring a soft drink for Sally and herself. As her
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eyes adjusted to the comparative darkness inside the house, Sally
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regarded Sandra's body as it moved around the kitchen, preparing
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the drink. Her eyes seemed to fix automatically on Sandra's chest
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and she quietly admired her young, growing breasts. Sally noted
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approvingly that Sandra was not wearing a bra - not of course that
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she had any need of one. Her small breasts were perfectly firm. By
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now the drinks were ready and Sally drank hers, enjoying the cold
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refreshment.
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Then once again she resumed her account and as she spoke, she
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again could not help looking at Sandra who stood there - this
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time it was not just her breasts which were the object of Sally's
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lustful attentions - but also the way her slim hips curved to form
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her waist. Sandra saw the movement of Sally's eyes over her body
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and smiled to herself.
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Sally finished her drink and then placed the glass down on the
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table. Then she raised her hands behind her head and stretched in
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a movement that she knew would push her breasts into prominence -
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mainly through having spent the best part of an hour practising
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the movement in front of her bedroom mirror one recent afternoon.
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Sally naturally was unable to resist and, as Sandra had intended,
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stared at the display. Sandra's breasts were small, but they were
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well shaped being very much the size and shape of small apples.
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They were perfect for her slim body.
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As Sandra eased from her stretch, her eyes caught those of Sally
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as they looked up. Both girls smiled simultaneously - it was
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obvious that they were thinking along the same lines. It was just
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a matter of who would be the first to break the somewhat thin ice.
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For a moment there was silence in the room.
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- I feel so horny! Sally exclaimed, breaking the silence, looking
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at Sandra straight in the eye.
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- That's strange. So do I. Sandra blushed at her boldness.
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Sally leant against the edge of the table with her feet about two
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feet apart. Then smiling at Sandra, she pulled up her skirt to
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reveal a pair of light blue panties covering her pussy.
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- Would you like to lick me? Sally asked. As she spoke she moved
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her right hand to touch her slit, hidden as it was by the panties,
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and then drew it up and down slowly, running the tips of her
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fingers caressingly across her panties in an unmistakeable
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invitation.
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Sandra looked at Sally and nodded her assent. Then she moved
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forwards to kneel between Sally's legs. Sandra looked placed her
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hands on the backs of Sally's legs and then looked up. Sally
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looked down to see the pretty face of her niece - all of a sudden
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she felt very turned-on. Sandra did not wait long before pushing
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her face to Sally's crotch. Then her tongue extended to brush
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against the material of the panties. She began to lick steadily.
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The panties started to pick up moisture from Sandra's tongue.
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Sally felt Sandra's tongue working away and her pussy began to
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dampen. It felt so good - the feel of the tongue through the light
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cloth. And every couple of strokes, Sandra's tongue would pass
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above Sally's clitoris and arouse her even more. It felt so good.
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Sally allowed her hands to drop her skirt which then fell to
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partially cover Sandra's head . Sally then reached down to feel
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Sandra's thick golden-blonde hair - she loved running her hands
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through it and holding it. Sandra was enjoying her task
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considerable and was herself becoming aroused. The panties in
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front of her were by now very wet and she could taste something
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other than her own saliva when her aimed her licks lower - Sally's
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love juices were gradually adding their presence to the wetness
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already there.
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By this time Sally was in ecstasy - each lick of Sandra added to
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her pleasure as Sandra now concentrated almost exclusively on her
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clitoris. Sally stifled her desire to cry out in pleasure as she
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let herself be carried away by the sensations - the panties
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prevented the pressure on her clitoris becoming too intense and
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the wetness of the material added to the eroticism. Sally realised
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that she would soon reach her orgasm and wanting it badly, did
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nothing to attempt to delay the inevitable. Sandra's tongue was
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ensuring that the climax would soon be reached, and as it finally
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arrived, Sally tightened her grip on Sandra's hair and thrust her
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crotch at Sandra's face.
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- I'm coming...ahhhhhhh...
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Sandra heard Sally's moan and carried on with her licking making
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sure to keep her tongue as near as possible to Sally's clitoris
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despite Sally's involuntary thrusts of her pelvis as the waves of
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pleasure swept over her. Sally lost herself in pleasure, her eyes
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closed. As each wave rolled over her body, she enjoyed that
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ultimate pleasure to which she knew no equal.
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At last the waves died down and Sandra, attuned to what was
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happening, allowed her licking to slow down and placed less
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pressure at each stroke of her tongue. At last the orgasm was
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over and as Sally opened her eyes, Sandra eased her licking until
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she stopped completely. Sally once more held up her skirt to look
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down to she the grinning and wet face of Sandra looking up at her.
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-That was wonderful. Sally answered Sandra's unspoken query.
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In reply Sandra leaned forward once more to plant a single kiss
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directly on Sally's sodden panties.
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- Yes, you seem to have wet your panties. Sandra mischievously
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teased the older girl.
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Suddenly a thought occurred to Sally - she was now aware of a
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certain pressure which was making its presence known. At once she
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knew how to deal with it.
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- Well, perhaps they are not wet enough. Sally grinned at Sandra.
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What do you think?
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Sandra was slightly bemused by this question. Sally observed this.
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- Watch. Sally's eyes indicated that Sandra should look at Sally's
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panties. Sandra did so. There seemed to be nothing to see - just
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the wet blue panties which clung to Sally's pussy. If at all
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possible they seemed to be even wetter than when Sandra had
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finished licking.
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- Have a taste. Sally ordered.
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Sandra complied and once again moved her head nearer to allow her
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tongue to lick at the most sodden part of Sally's panties. At
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once she knew that something was different - there was a somewhat
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strange taste and the liquid was.warm! Sandra leant back and
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looked up in amazement.
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- You're wetting yourself! Sandra exclaimed.
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- Of course. Sally laughed at the shock on the face of Sandra.
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Sandra looked back towards Sally's panties and watched at the
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wetness gradually increased until it could no longer be held by
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the thin material and a small stream emerged from the lowest point
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to dribble down onto Sandra's bare knees which were left uncovered
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by Sandra's skirt. Sandra watched as the drops of the warm liquid
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dropped onto her legs. Then the small stream dried until just a
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couple of individual droplets joined the rest. Sandra looked up
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once more to see Sally grinning broadly at her.
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- What do you think? Sally asked, although she could see the
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fascination quite plainly on Sandra's face.
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Sandra did not know what to say. In her confusion and with her
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heart pounding inside her she leaned forward to allow her tongue
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to taste Sally's panties. The piss had totally saturated the
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crotch of the panties and Sandra tasted its presence as she licked
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a couple of times at the wet material. The slightly tangy taste
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was not too bad she decided as she withdrew her tongue. She felt
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very turned on indeed. Dimly she was aware of her own pussy - wet
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from her love-juice. But now she concentrated on Sally's piss
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soaked panties. Sally watched as Sandra savoured the taste and
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smiled in pleasure as she saw that Sandra intended to take another
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taste. This time however instead of using her tongue to explore,
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Sandra pressed her lips directly against Sally's crotch and forced
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some of the wet material just inside them. Then she sucked,
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drawing the wetness straight into her mouth. By now she was almost
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used to the flavour and actively enjoyed it. As that one small
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patch lost its moisture, Sandra moved slightly lower seeking a
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patch that still retained its full wetness. She then repeated her
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sucking.
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Sally overwhelmed by the sheer depravity of Sandra's actions in
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sucking the piss from her panties. It was unbelievably erotic!
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Before she had carefully released only a small amount of piss.
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Now, while Sandra's face was pressed against her pudenda, Sally
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relaxed her muscles to allow her piss to flow, not as a controlled
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release, but as a strong and steady stream which immediately
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filled her panties and burst against Sandra. Sandra suddenly
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realised that Sally was pissing at that very moment - without a
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moment's thought she opened her mouth and pressed it open against
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the panty material from which it was now pouring - again she
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sucked. This time, however, instead of needed to draw pull the
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liquid from the panty material, piss filled her mouth
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automatically. When her mouth was full of the hot liquid Sandra
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had to close her mouth and swallow the mouthful that she still
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held. The rest of Sally's piss continued to emerge, flowing over
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Sandra's face, around her chin and down the sides of her neck, then finding its way in streams under the collar of her shirt to
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be soaked up by the cotton material. Another small flow escaped by
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a different route and Sally felt it running down the inside of her
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right leg.
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As soon as Sandra had managed to swallow her first mouthful, she
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opened her mouth to receive another. By now Sally had almost
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finished and her rate of pissing was slowing down. Sandra realised
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this and pressed harder against Sally, trying to collect as much
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as she could. At last Sally finished pissing. Sandra then closed
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her mouth and pulled her head to look up at Sally. Sally looked
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down at Sandra and when she saw the wet condition of Sandra's face
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and the wet patches on the front her shirt, one of which covered a
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breast on which the outline of a small hard nipple could be seen,
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she was unable to resist moving one of her hands down to her wet
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crotch in order to cup it - she was very, very excited. She
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squeezed and felt the wetness there and began to masturbate,
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rubbing her hand over her pussy and against her clitoris.
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As she did this her eyes locked with Sandra's. When Sandra saw
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Sally watching, she opened her mouth with deliberate slowness to
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reveal that there was still a pool of piss within. When Sally saw
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this, her hand moved even faster as she rubbed herself, desperate
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to come to orgasm for the second time. It was not long to wait in
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her current state, especially when she saw Sandra close her mouth
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to reveal a teasing smile. A few seconds later after a small
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movement of Sandra's throat, she reopened her mouth - this time it
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was empty. Sally's hand was moving frantically and now her climax
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arrived. She carried on without slowing down as her whole body
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shook in waves of pleasure, her eyes never leaving Sandra's face
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until it was finally over. In the meantime Sandra watched as her
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companion again achieved orgasm, this time through her own
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efforts. As she watched she was unable to resist putting one of
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her own hands up her skirt to rub herself. Sally saw this as she
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recovered and grinned.
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Sandra then deliberately pulled back her blue skirt to reveal that
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she was wearing no panties. Sally's eyes fixed themselves on her
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Sandra's beautiful little pussy surmounted by a small, sparse
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patch of blonde pussy hair. Sandra's hand returned to its work -
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she was now using a couple of fingers to rub in a circular motion
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against her clitoris. Knowing that Sally was watching made her
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want to demonstrate that she too could reach orgasm quickly and
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efficiently on her own. She was also very, very randy. Her fingers
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continued their motions rubbing just around her pleasure spot,
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sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was not long before
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these sensations turned into a climax of pure delight - she was
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coming. Her fingers speeded up slightly and Sally watched intently
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as Sandra suddenly stiffened giving a visible sign of what was
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happening inside her. Her orgasm lasted a few seconds and as it
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died away, Sandra slowed her fingers until they came to a
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standstill and then looked directly at Sally with a satisfied grin
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on her cheeky face.
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Sally laughed and knelt down next to Sandra on the floor. She
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leant forward to kiss her wet niece and their sets of lips came
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together. Sally tasted her own piss on Sandra's face and then
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probed into Sandra's mouth with her tongue. Her tongue encountered
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Sandra's and the two young girls looked into each other's eyes as
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their mouths locked in a passionate kiss.
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