‘Having a leak, taking a pee, having a slash. You know, relieving my bladder before I get into bed.’‘What on the carpet?’ I was appalled and s...rangely turned on at the same time.‘Yes, why not? I’ve only been drinking water and it will soon dry.’‘I don’t believe you,’ I said even though there was no doubt in my mind that my college pal was spraying her piss over the base of my bed.’‘Have a look if you don’t believe me. It is so much more fun than using the toilet.’Eager to witness again Sandra’s. The announcer was a handsome man in a blue suit named Jack. The stage, recently redone, sported the sorts of chrome fixtures, LED lights and shadowed arenas that one might expect of a modern gameshow like "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" or its more direct inspiration, Deal or No Deal. On elevated platforms, 24 cases stood on platforms, each emblazoned with a number."Welcome to the new show!" Jack said to the camera, "Those of you familiar with us know how the game is played, but we're back with. If you do decide to contact me my email address is [email protected] or P.M. me.(Personal Message) via Xnxx.com.Can't wait to hear from you.Sincerely, Your Submissive. . uh ... volunteered.”“Oh, alright then.”Leaning back in her seat, Margo called, “Oh, Secretary Yum-Yum...”Jackie Wagner popped in moments later.“Yes, Madam?”“Service me...”JasonIt was a kind of ... well... ‘service’ he guessed ... at least Otter thought so, she arranged it, and his wife agreed.Donna was lying on her back, her knees brought up to her chest. A plexiglass sheet lay across the backs of her legs, with a cushion on top of it.She was a chair ... and her lower legs were strapped into.