After Dinner Delight

"Awwww-fuck, that feels so good," Del said,
"mmmmmmmmm." She closed her eyes enjoying the release
as pee raced through her tights and splashed into the
thick carpet. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Del
pissed for over a minute, then wiped the tip of her
cock with the cloth table napkin.

They paid the bill and left. Tori was holding
himself now. He was desperate, his panties already wet
as he had leaked a bit into them. They ducked into an
alley. He spread his legs and bent over placing one
hand on his knee. As soon as Tori released the hold he
had on his cock, using that same hand to lift the hem
of his dress out of the way, pissed poured through his
panties onto the ground.

"Ahhhhhh, fuck. Did I have to go," Tori moaned.
He peed for a minute or so, then held his breath as he
strained several times to completely empty his
bladder.

Del watched with fascination as Tori finished
pissing his panties. A massive hardon tented her
tights straight out from under the short ruffles of
her dress. Her shiny white tights stretched to
accommodate its length causing the stretchy material
to be drawn in tight against her shaft and scrotum.
Del took hold of her foot long erection, gentle
stroking it through her tights.

"Oh god, Del," Tori said, a troubled look crowding
his pretty face. Earlier on in the day Tori had felt a
big shit coming on. Pigging out in the restaurant had
placed pressure on his bowels. He had been squeezing
back his poop, then lost his hold when he strained to
finish peeing. "I really have to shit."

Del placed her hands on Tori's waist and pressed
her hard cock into him. My poor baby got to do a poo
poo," she said, "mmmmmmmmmm."

"I can't hold it," Tori said. His sphincter ring
was dilated, his poop already moving through it. "I'm
going to dump in my panties." He placed his hands on
Del's bare fat shoulders. His poop was touching the
material in the seat of his white panties now. Tori
closed his eyes, gathered his breath, and bore down
hard. Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," he grunted.