“Michele, dear,” I said, “would you let me up? I need to make water.”“What’s stopping you?”“Your bulk,” I said, poking at her. “I ...ave embraced slut as fully as I can since this emergency started. Now, I have the room to step back from that. I’d like to wonder to a bathroom, make waste, and take a long, warm shower. I’d like to not be taken hostage or have a report of some new disaster while I’m about my business.”She hugged me and stood. After a quick hug of Morgan and pat to Lucinda, I got up. I lay 69 on her and she took my dick deep in her .. I couldn’t concentrate on licking her pussy because I was not able to control myself.. I sat back with her face below my ass and pumped my dick deep inside her .. I cam down heavily inside her and she swallowed and cleaned my dick by licking it ..As I was grasping and wanted to lay on my back for a minute before starting again , She raised both my legs and kept on her sholder , took some oil and put her 2 fingers in my ass .. I had never. Whore, it read. I place it around my neck and close the tiny padlock. As I do so, I realize there are no keys in the box. I'm committed to this collar around my neck, regardless of what happens. A moment of panic grips me. What if You are in a fatal crash coming home from work? How would I explain this collar at the airport? To my coworkers? To my k**s? I hear the reassuring sound of Your voice inside my head, "breathe, whore. I will always come for you. You are mine". I take a moment to calm. He used his arms to pullhimself onto the bench.He still couldn't believe this was really happening.There were more cries from the street and more shouted demands forsilence. The coach shuddered. Burt held his breath.The coach jerked. Burt swayed. It stopped. "Oh God, no," he whispered."Don't let this 'appen to me. Please. I'm begging ye."The coach lurched again and this time it started moving.It was really happening. There really was no escape.Cries went up from all around but Burt could.