However, I will need a limo for the evening, somebody who will not only drive us to dinner, but probably all the way home. I don’t need one of those...gigantic stretch jobs, but I would still like something with some leg room and privacy. Can do?”The concierge waved off the request as if it were beneath him. “Can do.”“And I’ll need reservations for two tonight, not here, but at a nice place, not ridiculously formal, but not cheap, either.”“The lady’s tastes?”Pierre scowled for a second at that,. Hours passed, and finally morning came. He stirred, yawned, and lifted his body up by the arms, forcing his cock deep into her mouth yet again. He peed down her throat and then pumped her throat full of cum.He pulled the blankets off them, and dragged her out of bed by his hips. No longer able to hold her pee in, she pissed into her diaper as she crawled along in front of him.He walked slowly into the bathroom, pushing her along with him as she crawled backwards on her knees and ankles. He. He folded his arms and began to examine my room."I want you to clean this room. While you're doing that, I need to check a few things so that we can get started."I picked up some cd's from the floor and ran some dishes downstairs. Coming back up to the room, I swooped some dirty clothes into the closet. "There all finished." I said dusting my hands off."Hey Kid." TreFual whispered.I turned to see what he wanted. Every muscle cramped in agony as fire seemed to flow through my veins. I wanted to. Now I wanted him badly, and I finally told him so as I stared up at him while laying naked and fingering myself in their marital bed. It was a sin to crave him so, but it seemed such a delicious one, one I was not only living for but would probably die for. Standing before me for the longest time, Frank was silent, not knowing what to do. Just watching me, his erection growing stronger and harder with every passing moment."I wish these were your hands touching me, not my own," I said softly. My.