Give her two parting gifts. [Watersports]

Grinning, you drop your pajama pants, letting them fall to your ankles and stepping out of them. You're fully hard, erection leading the way. Layla raises an eyebrow as you step toward her, hands going to her hips.

Bending your knees a little to lower your hips, you press your tip against her pussy. True to her word last night, she's wet even now; it's easy to slide inside her. Her eyelids flutter a little, and she lets out a soft sigh as you begin to fuck her there on the front step, standing face-to-face, holding her hips. While she's clearly still a little tired from last night, she still parts her legs to admit you.

You don't intend to hold her up for long. Without hesitation, you submit to your climax, thrusting in to the hilt as you dump your load inside her. You stay there long enough for the last ripples to pass before carefully pulling out.

The sight is exactly what you hoped for: her thick, soft lips, swollen, red, and parted slightly, with your cum already beginning to drip out in thick white gobs.

Layla chuckles. "Nice."

You don't say anything yet; you're not done. With your orgasm passed, your dick is almost fully soft again. Grasping it, you aim upward, toward Layla's chest, and begin to piss on her. Her face falls as you unleash your stream all over her, soaking her tits, her stomach, and her bush. With the coffee you just drank, there's a good amount of it.

As your flow tapers off, she glances down at herself. The whole front of her body is a mess, dripping with piss; her pubes are thoroughly soaked with it. She gives you an unimpressed look. "I still can't believe you think that's hot."

You shrug, unable to suppress another grin. "See you soon." Relenting, she gives you one more smile, rolling her eyes a little.

As she turns to leave, you lay one last slap on her ass, staying put to watch until it stops jiggling. She almost makes it out of the parking lot.