That was one reason he lost a wife. He'd need to piss and step outside and piss in her petunias - pissy petunias really pissed her off.He pissed and m...ssed quite a bit because he kept his eyes on her - another purpose, to see her naked, to break down that final barrier. She could see it now: Why can't I watch you get undressed? I've seen you naked. Big deal. Here, let me help you get those panties off. Need your pussy trimmed. I'll trim it for you. Spread your legs.When he stopped pissing, he. Sheundid my dummy and pulled it out of my mouth, it made a soft plop as itdid so, my mouth missing its sucking comfort almost as soon as it wasgone. There were things I should say, had to say, moving my numb lips asif I was sensing their shape I looked across at Golly feeling needy atthe sight of him and stupidly all I could think of to say was "Golly." Oh baby, you love Golly don't you?" Her voice was low, teasing yet Ididn't realise it fully."Yeth." My lisp had got worse.She grinned. She'd no sooner taken it into her mouth before he withdrew it, saying, "I'll use your hole another time, slave. I'm here to share pleasure with your mistress this time." He lay down next to Loretta, and began a slow, gentle seduction, which ended with her on her back, orgasming steadily as he pumped his sperm into her depths. It was lovemaking, not fucking, and it was very nearly the first time Steve had done that in his new life."I hate to fuck and run, but I've got some errands to do this. I saw. Drink this."Joan stood up, knees shaky. She drank, deeply, finishing the glass. Shelooked at Mistress Satin. "You saw?" Yes." Why didn't you help me?" I am."Joan threw the glass on the floor, shattering it. "Why didn't you helpme then, Mistress Satin? Didn't you see that that man was dangerous andinsane?" Yes." And filthy!" Yes. I smelled him from the other side of the club." So why didn't you do something!" I did." What! What did you do? Satin, you should have helped me!" Joan raisedher.