#336860 - Later that evening we were in the kitchen cooking tea when M suddenly announced “are you coming, I’m going to water the flowers”, instantly my pulse began to quicken and I thought I should do something quick to show my appreciation, so I quickly filled a bowl with warm water and grabbed a face cloth so M could wipe herself down if she splashed herself. Reaching her side I slid my hand down over her belly and into the stream of piss, it felt so hot, I’d never thought it would be as hot as it was and it added another level of fascination to the act. She then lifted the bottom of the Indian dress she was wearing, stepped out of her shoes and stood with her legs slightly apart, I looked on eagerly, at first I thought that she wouldn’t be able to do it with me watching but then a hot thick stream of almost clear pee gushed out, puddleing in the grass and spattering tiny drops onto her ankles, some also sprayed onto her thighs and down the inside of her legs.
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