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Sandra looked back towards Sally's panties and watched at the wetness gradually increased until it could no longer be held by the thin material and a small stream emerged from the lowest point to dribble down onto Sandra's bare knees which were left uncovered by Sandra's skirt. Sandra watched as the drops of the warm liquid dropped onto her legs. Then the small stream dried until just a couple of individual droplets joined the rest. Sandra looked up once more to see Sally grinning broadly at her. - What do you think? Sally asked, although she could see the fascination quite plainly on Sandra's face. Sandra did not know what to say. In her confusion and with her heart pounding inside her she leaned forward to allow her tongue to taste Sally's panties. The piss had totally saturated the crotch of the panties and Sandra tasted its presence as she licked a couple of times at the wet material. The slightly tangy taste was not too bad she decided as she withdrew her tongue. She felt very turned on indeed. Dimly she was aware of her own pussy - wet from her love-juice. But now she concentrated on Sally's piss soaked panties. Sally watched as Sandra savoured the taste and smiled in pleasure as she saw that Sandra intended to take another taste. This time however instead of using her tongue to explore, Sandra pressed her lips directly against Sally's crotch and forced some of the wet material just inside them. Then she sucked, drawing the wetness straight into her mouth. By now she was almost used to the flavour and actively enjoyed it. As that one small patch lost its moisture, Sandra moved slightly lower seeking a patch that still retained its full wetness. She then repeated her sucking. Sally overwhelmed by the sheer depravity of Sandra's actions in sucking the piss from her panties. It was unbelievably erotic! Before she had carefully released only a small amount of piss. Now, while Sandra's face was pressed against her pudenda, Sally relaxed her muscles to allow her piss to flow, not as a controlled release, but as a strong and steady stream which immediately filled her panties and burst against Sandra. Sandra suddenly realised that Sally was pissing at that very moment - without a moment's thought she opened her mouth and pressed it open against the panty material from which it was now pouring - again she sucked. This time, however, instead of needed to draw pull the liquid from the panty material, piss filled her mouth automatically. When her mouth was full of the hot liquid Sandra had to close her mouth and swallow the mouthful that she still held. The rest of Sally's piss continued to emerge, flowing over 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 be soaked up by the cotton material. Another small flow escaped by a different route and Sally felt it running down the inside of her right leg. As soon as Sandra had managed to swallow her first mouthful, she opened her mouth to receive another. By now Sally had almost finished and her rate of pissing was slowing down. Sandra realised this and pressed harder against Sally, trying to collect as much as she could. At last Sally finished pissing. Sandra then closed her mouth and pulled her head to look up at Sally. Sally looked down at Sandra and when she saw the wet condition of Sandra's face and the wet patches on the front her shirt, one of which covered a breast on which the outline of a small hard nipple could be seen, she was unable to resist moving one of her hands down to her wet crotch in order to cup it - she was very, very excited. She squeezed and felt the wetness there and began to masturbate, rubbing her hand over her pussy and against her clitoris. As she did this her eyes locked with Sandra's. When Sandra saw Sally watching, she opened her mouth with deliberate slowness to reveal that there was still a pool of piss within.

an indian woman posing in the pool