.once he even used her hair.... he peed in her once.... he so HATED pee but his cock got so hard like a hammer and he got that evil smile and his ere...tion wouldthrob. He forbade her to urinate each time they began. He detests urine - and yet she had no way to control her distended urethra - and he always would make her drink water all evening until shower time. Her Master, her Lord.... John. His... his eyes sparkled when he released her labia and they closed like flaps leaving only the. I don’t think there is a better feeling anyone can ever have.” She was telling me how wonderful she felt to masturbate and asking me if I felt the same. I did love the feeling when my cock pulsed and I knew I was about to cum. I had to agree that it was a pretty incredible feeling. “Yea, it feels great like you say.” She was right in front of me now. She reached out and put her hand behind my head. She pulled my lips to meet hers and gave me the most unbelievable kiss I had ever felt. A warm. After an eight o’clock start, we finished Grandad’s vegetable patch early on Saturday afternoon, so went on and turned over Grandpa Shaw’s old beds until dark. We took Grandma home for supper, and both had a shower while she was chatting to Mum in the kitchen. On Sunday we finished her garden, left her leafing through old seed catalogues thinking about what she wanted to grow, and hit the vegetable garden at home. Dad hadn’t ordered any extra compost from old Mr Cutting, so we only managed to. I cursed him viciously under my breath. Then I started on myself. Why, oh why, was I always forgetting to lock doors? I stumbled to my private bathroom, soaked a washcloth in warm water, and returned to my office to clean Michael up. I did a quick swabbing on his sticky body, helped him get dressed, reassured him hurriedly that this interruption was not going to get him into trouble, and ushered him out. I wiped myself off as well, more or less. Difficult to do thoroughly with Michael’s come.