“Well, if all I can have is your piss, at least I get to have your cock in my mouth.” I said with a giggle.He laughed and said, “Damn, you reall... are a fucking whore. Now slide down there so I can piss. Then we will get your mother up so you can drink her too, before you drink yourself.”I slid down to Master daddy’s cock and took the head into my mouth, waiting to get his hot morning piss. I still hated morning piss, but this was my daddy’s. He started his flow and I stared swallowing. He. Kelly continued to tighten the laces and Lisa clipped the garter straps to the tops of my stockings. When it was all said and done, there was such a tightness about me. I couldn’t move or bend easily. I couldn’t take deep breaths easily to which Lisa said, “Just relax and you will get used to it. Just look how cute you are” as we both faced the mirror. I was starting to get turned on by the look of the corset and the garters. The garters felt so incredible sliding and tugging at the stockings. She was recovering and I did not want this moment to be ruined for her. Then Becka began nibbling her way down my throat. She only paused long enough to allow me to pull my shirt off. She untied the string that still held the fabric around her chest and cast the bra top into the corner. The wrap-around skirt already lay in a puddle at our feet. She sucked and nibbled on my nipples. In all of my years and all of the women I had been with, none had given my nipples more than a passing peck. . Yer decision 'ere. Ya know wha' she wants, ya know 'er mother an' me give ou' blessin'. Do wha' ya thin' is bes'." He picked up his pack and ducked out the opening of the bunker.Hitch said nothing. Pangs of raw jealousy had fired through him when he realized that Kim-Ly's sexual needs were being met again. It surprised him to know how much value he'd placed in being the one to take care of her, even though it had happened only twice, months before. Hitch felt guilt then, and brushed aside those.