In a sultry, sun-kissed afternoon, Fawne Blair watches, mesmerized, as her lover strips down to a pair of tight, denim cut-offs. A wicked grin plays on her lips as she sees the damp patch at the crotch, knowing what's to come. Her lover turns, presenting her ass, and begins to piss, a golden stream arcing onto the grass. Fawne's eyes widen, her mouth waters, and she can't resist. Dropping to her knees, she catches the last of the stream with her tongue, savoring the salty, warm taste. She looks up, eyes locked with her lover's, and takes her dick into her mouth, giving a sloppy, enthusiastic blowjob, her lover's piss dripping down her chin.