I knew for a fact that he did, because he had shown me them already, when we were away, but I couldn't be sure that he remembered that. -Sure, ok, he...said, getting out his phone. He flicked around for a bit then handed me the phone. The album he had selected was Emma in a pub, Emma at home, Emma in the garden, dressed nicely, if a bit conservatively, but a nice figure, with small tits and a shapely arse. I handed him the phone back. -What about the pictures of her with her kit off? I. – Call that fucking? You can do better than that… He hadn’t expected the slap on his face, she’d never done that before. It worked. His hips rose into her, a hard staccato pattern, her slippery arse drawing him in, seeking to coax the inevitability from him. Then she groaned, and wetness poured on his belly. Not ejaculate. Piss. She rose to standing, leaving his cock shivering in solitude, and shuffled up so her urine was splashing his face: – Open mantoy. Drink. He opened his mouth and she. More

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