Then he unzipped his pants and pulled out a 10 inch thick black cock. She told me that she knows her mouth flew open as she stared. He told her its ok...if you touch it. She looked at it, then at him and did just that.It swelled up standing straight out and she wrapped a hand around it. He laughed and said, good girl, I been wanting you to touch this thing for a while now. By the way, he was mid 40's. He told her, go ahead you can kiss it as well. She said she knew it was wrong, but she leaned. I brought her along today to watch the shooting," Sue explained."Hi, Jan. I'm Jo," she smiled.Smiling shyly, the young girl extended her hand politely."I'm very glad to meet you," she said."Is this the first time you've ever seen a shooting?" asked Jo, cheerily."Yes, it is. I've been taking a course on film in my high school and I'd like to major in it when I start college so I thought it would be a good idea to see the real thing," she explained."I certainly agree with that," Jo smiled. "What. The quantity of breasts that jiggled back and forth, and men thrusting, with woman groping each other was a sight I hope to see again. A room newbies may want to observe at first but if you get that urge I would say to join in.At the far end of this maze styled corridor there was a larger area for those with a kinkier style to the explorative ways, the dungeon is a low lit large room with many devices to use, a large bed complete with adjustable ropes to tie and tease to your content. A. "Good boy," she crooned to me. "Good thirsty boy, drink up all my hot stinking piss. I've got a new name for you. I'm going to call you Piss Pot from now on," she mused.I moaned in between gulps as my body went wild with chills. Once again this horrible, rancid, most disgusting taste I'd ever beheld became ambrosia. The nectar of the gods. The vile, volatile orange brew she was voiding into my mouth was transformed into a potion of ecstasy, the source of my life and my reason for being. I.