With a name like Esau, that was not surprising. In conclusion, he told me that he and his folks were estranged and that with all his tattoos and etcet...ra, his father saw him as the Antichrist.“Does that make you sad?” I questioned.“Nah… It is what it is,” Esau resignedly replied.“So, do you want to marry and have kids?” I asked.“That is a long way off,” he mischievously answered, echoing my earlier answer.Much as I was dying to have sex with him, I decided to show discretion and said, “Listen,. I started to take off my negligee. ‘No!’ he said, sharply, ‘as you are. And face me!’ I stood under the shower, and he regarded me, his lustful eyes drinking in my body, hand still behind his back, holding something. The other hand reached out beside me and flipped on the shower control. A freezing cold, stinging cascade of water poured over my head, soaking me through instantly, so that the thin nylon clung to my body like a second skin. I dared not move, however, but was shivering. She reduced me to a moaning wreck. She masturbated me to orgasm, and then stopped at the critical moment. Because I was about to spurt, and didn’t want to without her hand, or mouth, or pussy involved, I made the mistake of pinching my cock off at the base, to stop me from ejaculating.She was a smart girl. She figured out what I had done.And she did it herself after that ... three times!She used her mouth two of those times, and her hand again the last.Again, I don’t know whether she saw this. .well hold it...I've always wanted to see a gurl pish......even Mary doll, refuses to dae that. But you won't Lesley.....will ya?" Lesley remembered Robs words of warning, about this...'it'll only be a matter of time before they're both pissing on you'....he'd prophesied. "Wwwhat do you want me to so....it sounds.....naughty." She steeled herself to say. "Och...it's nothing really...I'd just like to see a girl open her bladder and piss through her knickers. Just a wee fetish of mine" Mmmm.