While I was enjoying the company of the women, Anderson had gone back to the cabin in the camp.
But then I saw Anderson standing at the window, peeking over at us. His eyes held this mix of emotions – envy, admiration, jealousy, and even regret. It was hard to read.
Seeing Anderson's expression made me slam into Lauren, who was lying on the table, even harder.
My hard p***s kept pounding the deepest part of Lauren's v****a. Her legs started trembling, and then a stream of urine splashed onto my calves and feet.
I was startled by this sudden "accident". I couldn't help but angrily slap Lauren's butt a couple of times before pulling out.
Without my support, Lauren just slumped off the table, ending up sitting in her own pee, panting heavily.
I picked Lauren up and carried her into the
