But as I had delayed going to the gents for so long, because of the crowds, I still had some way to go.“Erm, well, I suppose so”, seemed a good re...ponse, my brain was telling me to go for it, my cock agreed. Luckily I wasn’t fully hard, and still able to piss. He stepped closer, then reached out and wrapped his fingers around my shaft. He started playing with the direction of my stream, aiming it in different directions while he continued to jerk his own with his other hand.“Fuck that feels. Please keep the scarf, fair Maya, and when I have paid a tribute to your fair charms, pass it yourself to another, till all have been gratified.' 'Did he say all?' cried a little brunette. 'All indeed!' cried the rest in chorus, bursting into laughter. 'Every one,' said I, 'or I will perish in the attempt.' Maya was standing directly in front of me; she was about nineteen, and of that rarest type of Indian beauty, partly derived from South Indian blood. Her eyes were sparkling brown, but her. ’ Kota said at one point. ‘Men just aren’t romantic. They don’t know how to be spontaneous.’ The two continued their conversation and left shortly after. Kota asked if Clark could take her home and he agreed. The statement made by Kota continued to prod at Clark’s conscience. He was coming around the bend to a very secluded beach when he quickly turned onto its pathway. ‘Where are you going?’ Kota asked apprehensively. ‘Being spontaneous and romantic.’ Clark responded. He parked the car on. That is why an HD camera was installed in the run-up, which transmitted a live transmission to the TVs in the living area. So the show could begin!The first group of women entered. Their blisters were full and they could hardly wait to ease. The first one, with her legs and labia spread, stood in front of the slave, and pissed him in the face with a powerful, warm squirt. It spattered over his whole face and ran down over his chest and belly. At the same time, the second crouched on the tub rim.