"Look, Kyle, sex is a big step for a girl to take." YOU SHOULD KNOW!" he snarled.She drew back a bit, wounded, surprised he could still hurt her after...all the insults he had hurled her way in the last four years."Ironic, isn't it," he said, " I live with a whore and have a virgin for a girlfriend. God you have no idea how angry that makes me." Kyle, I'm willing to help any way I..."Enraged, he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall, his grip tightening."AND JUST WHAT THE. I felt a dribble of piss on my skin. I wasn’t pissing. I know what that feels like. I was just dripping. I guess my body was taking over. The dribble didn’t relieve any of the pressure. This was the worst of possible outcomes. I was slowly pissing myself without any relief.After a while of the sporadic dribbling, I gave in and let loose. The feeling of relief was dimmed by the feeling of piss running out of my cage over my balls and settling under my ass. Sarah had planned carefully. I soon. This girl was darker than Betty, with the same thick black hair luxuriatingdown her back. Though a little smaller than her mistress, she was still a majesticsight: full of breast and with shapely calves and thighs. She wore a lemon-yellowminiskirt and heels. She had made several garlands of flowers and put themround her neck. Now she was slipping individual blooms--violets, daisies, cowslips--intoher hair. She went from flower to flower, picking the best blossoms she couldfind. As she did, she. She has a lovely, round, and perfect 36 ass, which was a feast to my eyes. I made her sit on my face. My mouth and nose were perfectly aligned with her pussy and ass.I started chewing her plummy ass and gave her lover marks. I was also eating her pussy. Ayeesha was starting to get out of control. When she was too involved and rubbing her ass and pussy in my face, I let my tongue into her ass hole. Ayeesha didn’t expect this move and gave a huge jerk.I just caught hold of her hips and pushed her.