It seemed to take forever, but Dominic' stream of urine finally subsided. The rocks of the fire pit were dripping like they'd suffered a torrential and very specifically located rainstorm. Dominic chuckled to himself. He felt way better, almost like a after-s*x satisfaction. He had a little post pee shiver, and then tucked himself back in.
Dominic looked over at his wife squatting over by the wood table. Somehow, she was still going. Her face looked a little pained and it reminded Dominic a bit of when his wife orgasmed. But he knew that wasn't the case. Something about watching her piss though her bare snatch covered in downy blonde pubes and out in the open air for anyone to see it kind of turned him on.
"Oh, f*****g hell!" Emily shouted. Dominic quickly turned his attention from
