#151138 - On the way home I was still thinking about M pissing and decided to drop a few heavy hints if opportunity arose. 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. As her stream slowed and the arc of pee grew shorter I droped my hand onto her pussy and rubbed the piss into her bare pussy lips, my heart was nor racing fit to burst because I knew what I wanted to do next and it carried the greatest risk of spoiling the whole scene.