She also doesn't shy away from being observant and will say aloud what she sees.Sheila relaxed her arms as he slipped his empty firearm into its holster and he rested his hands on the worn cowhide pommel of his seat.Please Cassy said with a pleading look and noted that her father had not stopped rubbing his cock onto her.Do you know a bunch about sex Daddy?I shrieked, fighting him, sensing that’s how he liked it.He'd never had a lover quite like Cylvan before, it was only ever Rosalyn that gramps used her hand or mouth.He would take Fatima with him sometimes and force her to choose a stripper for a private dance.Before last week, I never thought I could do that.You are handsome, you’re generous, you don’t judge people, and you love all your ladies.He was a lot cuter than I realized.Where and how do you want me to do it?This is a pervert better show and I have the grandpa old best seat in the house.Never! She had held out as long as she could and with first a dribble and then a solid steady flow she began to piss. True to her word the piss gushed out of her and down over Johns balls. A warm wet feeling spread over John’s balls as his cock stiffened to the thought grandpa of what was happening. The sound of the pee hitting the water as Sheryl continued to relieve herself began to stir the same ‘needing a pee’ feelings in John. His cock was still rock solid, and stuffed as far up her ass as he could get it but instead of the yearning to empty his seed feeling he now began to feel a different kind of pressure release. The mechanism that separates seed from piss release began to grind into piss mode, his soaking wet balls adding to the feeling. His cock twitched. A feeling in his abdomen began to take over. Sheryl’s own piss was now slowing but she glanced back at John when his cock twitched. old You better not be thinking of... she pervert started to say before the first of the hot piss from Johns cock burst out of his dick and into her ass. His foreskin was ripped well back out of the way when he had entered her and there was nothing but space to fill as the stream turned into a torrent. Sheryl juddered on Johns lap as the flow of piss began to creep deep into her, hot gramps and wet and searching for the end of her tunnel. Fuccckkkk she cried out as the fluid kept on coming.