Chapter Twelve
Sally got out of the taxi, went through her front door and had a quick look at her watch. She put her keys in the basket, took her coat off and went into the kitchen and got a bottle of wine out of the rack, and two glasses.
‘I’ve probably got fifteen minutes,’ she thought as she sat on the loo, having a pee. Sally’s whole body felt energised and she felt nice sensations she had never known before. The feeling of pee passing her puffed up v****a lips excited her a little. It tickled in a delightful, sexy way. And Sally felt her hardened n*****s rubbing against her bra. It’s a bit uncomfortable; yet I like it.’ Sally wiped her v****a with a piece of toilet paper as she finished. Then she flushed the loo and washed her hands. Wiping her v****a brought back memories of pressi
