‘Thank you Mistress’ you reply with proper respect in your voice now.‘My pleasure slut’ I reply and we both know I mean it. Removing my foot I...lean down and grabbing your chin pull your face to mine.‘How does your bladder feel whore?’. Earlier I had presented you with 2 litres of very cold water and gave you minutes to drink it all without spilling any. Sadly for you, in your hurry to complete the task you gagged and had allowed a few drops to trickle down your chin – just as I hoped you would.. I pushed down until my whole dick was buried in her ass, my balls against her bruised cunt. She moaned as she cried and gagged, and I didn't hesitate to begin fucking her ass. I would pull back, then smoothly press my dick all the way in. She pressed back against my powerful humps.Soon, I was fucking her ass powerfully, fast, and hard. She was oohing and ahing with each thrust, but she kept her mouth on the dildo the whole time. Her sobbing slowed down and disappeared. It didn't take long to. “Yes,” he'd whisper in answer.Then suddenly Reagan's fingers would be clutching the older man's heavy cock and hearing the man ask again, “Do you like that?”“I fucking love this...Daddy,” Reagan, shocked, heard himself say. “May I suck on you...Daddy?”Each time it cycled around, Reagan thought more and deeper about the fantasy. He surprised himself by absent-mindedly going through a whole bottle of lube masturbating. Like a small child's prayer at bedtime, every night in the darkness, Reagan. "You ready to go, Josh?" he called."Am I late?" Josh asked, picking up his lunch bucket."Just in time," Bud said. "I was just getting ready to go."The train was out on the passing track beyond the wye. Josh drove Bud and himself out to where the engines waited, with no one around. He parked the car again, and the two climbed aboard the lead GP-9, one of a pair that Bud had leased for the summer from a company in Illinois.It was not going to be a day that Josh worked hard. There'd be a little.