?Herinquisitor held out her hand for Gemma to lick. Thenshe fetched an empty tea cup and held it just below Gemma?smiddle.?Carry onpissing. Into this....Gasping inrelief, Gemma released the final ten seconds of herbladder?s load. ?Thank you, Miss.? She hoped gratitude might help her.The womanlifted the overflowing cup to Gemma?s mouth. ?Drink !?One of theother slaves had whispered to her soon after her arrival that drinking pisssounded awful until you?d been confronted with eating shit. Sure,. He was a little shorter than Willis, and a little bit on the chubby side, but he had a nice face; kind, rather than mean or arrogant. Willis added: "He's got big cock, too! If that sort of thing interests you," and he was joking, deliberately, as he'd said that last thing, and they both laughed."You wouldn't be jealous?" Megan asked Willis."Me? No way! He's a buddy. We've known each other a long time. Because of that I'd be willing to share you! He's a nice guy. You'd like him. And, like I. So I felt chugging the whole glass at once would be the most logical course of action to carry out next. Which I did, and experienced series of faint heaves and shivers. As I pulled the glass from my lips, I looked over at Hailey and noticed she never turned on her back after she set her glass down. She just lay there on her side with her leg across my still rising member, her ass silhouetted by the television with flickering colors scattering over perfectly tan skin. The alcohol started to. She spread that on the floor in front of the couch. Very strange. About 10 minutes later the front door bell went. She went and came back with a woman I would learn was called Robin. Robin was occupied by a huge dog. When I say huge I mean HUGE. It disappeared out of view. Cindy and Robin hugged. I saw transfixed. Was my wife having an affair with this woman? “Are you ready?” asked Robin. “Always” my wife answered and she took off the robe and sat on the edge of the couch. She patted her.