Aideen starts getting frisky. I'm not averse to getting it on with her, but evening is coming on and it's too cold to bare my arse to the elements.
"Aideen, I'd love to get to your warm wet hearth-hole but I'd sooner go back inside light the hearth in the house and then I'm all yours, every inch of me."
Aideen is laughing loudly. "But before we leave I need to pee."
Aideen takes off her skirt and knickers. I aim my iPhone. The weather is so cold that the warm pee gives off steam as it leaves her vagina and the air is redolent with the smell of pee – pure ambrosia.
"Let's go," I say smiling, still filming the vapourous cascade emitting from her petally vulva.
Aideen pulls up her panties. The unwiped droplets on her downy mons leave a small moist patch.
"Aideen, I'd love to get to your warm wet hearth-hole but I'd sooner go back inside light the hearth in the house and then I'm all yours, every inch of me."
Aideen is laughing loudly. "But before we leave I need to pee."
Aideen takes off her skirt and knickers. I aim my iPhone. The weather is so cold that the warm pee gives off steam as it leaves her vagina and the air is redolent with the smell of pee – pure ambrosia.
"Let's go," I say smiling, still filming the vapourous cascade emitting from her petally vulva.
Aideen pulls up her panties. The unwiped droplets on her downy mons leave a small moist patch.