" I continued to stammer as the thought of the legality ofthe situation ran to the front of my mind."Trust me stud, I'm plenty legal."I looked into he... eyes and for some reason knew this was not a lie. Sheremoved my pants and peeled her pants off those thick little legs as ifthey were spandex. No panties and before I could question why this washappening and why she had referred to me as a stud, she was completelynaked. Her skin was so creamy. Not sickly like other red heads, it waspure. I. "Can we see the kitchen?" asked Mrs. Johnson. "Right this way!" said Gail. "Uhm," said Mr. Johnson. "It's wired for cable, right?" Gail looked at her clipboard, "Yes. I don't think the seller would mind if we turned the TV on for a second." She stepped across the room and turned on the TV, and the cable listings started scrolling down the screen. "The kitchen..." said Mrs. Johnson. "The kitchen, "said Gail as she stepped into the kitchen, "has all new appliances, including a. He laughed, fully aware of what was occurring for me, "take deep breaths." Two pale yellow pills were on the towel next to my coffee, and he fished in the duty free bag he had been carrying (but I hadn't noticed) and now dropped something else next to them. The rumble inside me continued, and I did need to breathe slowly in order to keep myself under control. My exhaustion added a surreal edge to everything, giving it a near-dream quality. I remembered to savor the experience. "I. If you move one inch I will switch you. Understand?" I said earnestly looking into her wide blue eyes.She nodded. There was an uncertainty in her look.I moved close so I was towering above her. "Hold Master's cock" I said "Point it toward your face."She reached up and gingerly held my cock."Remember, don't you dare move" I repeated. I closed my eyes and released my bladder.She immediately realized her situation. The hot golden urine stream sprayed her forehead. She gasped and jerked then seemed.