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" Sara, don't you have something to do in the house?" I suppose I can find something. Goodnight, guys." Goodnight, Sara."We went upstairs and I was about to unlock the door when Jill stopped me."Let me. Please?"I stepped back while Jill dug through her purse looking for her key. She grinned triumphantly when she found it; the grin got wider when she finally got the door unlocked and opened. I could have had us in the house a full minute before that. There are times when efficiency takes a back seat to love.Jill took her laptop into the bedroom and put in on her desk."Let me go potty and then we'll have some dessert and talk."I went into the kitchen and noticed that the table still had dishes on it. I took them over to the sink, rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher. I followed them with the pots and colander from dinner. I could hear the tinkle of pee through the open door to the bathroom."What do you want for dessert?" I saw some Sara Lee in the freezer. Pull out a couple. Her hips bucked really hard now. With every twist a loud moan escaped her lips; she seemed to be in another world away from Elin and her room. She moved the dildo faster and the moans came faster too. Suddenly it all stopped with Dylan’s hips thrust high in the air shivering. She pulled the dildo out and a stream of juice followed spraying onto the floor. Dylan’s hips fell back onto the bed and she lay there panting and moaning softly. She sat up and looked at Elin and Steve with a big smile and a look of pure bliss. “What was that? Why was there pee coming out of you?” Elin asked. Dylan hoarsely replied, “That was not pee but me ejaculating. I had been rubbing my g-spot and caused a big orgasm and ejaculated.” “Can I do that too?” Elin asked. “Yes, every woman ejaculates, some more than others. The normal reaction to ejaculation is to hold it in because it feels like you are peeing. You are not and should let it flow. It is the most wonderful feeling of release.” Elin was.
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