They like me had developed piss fetish. I am bi, but never want to fuck the asshole of any guy or have my pucker fucked. I told him of my preference a...d though he initially insisted, he relented. As luck would have it, I had the chance to go there again on business. It was not something urgent, but, I wanted to meet my new friend. I travelled by bus and got down at 6 am at Paradise.I had only a day work and then had to leave by the night bus. So, I had told Venky to come at the arrival time. We. "No, George. It is our house," Dad replied. "And Fran is welcome any time."We fixed ourselves breakfast - Dad had already had his - and sat down to eat. "Listen," Dad said. "It's a bit like the alcohol policy thing, really. I'd much rather you had a chance to explore your sexuality in the safety and comfort of your home than nervous and unsatisfying fumbling at random parties or in the back of uncomfortable cars."Gosh, my dad was cool! "Thanks," I said, "we really appreciate that." I had. Even when we were courting she used to pretend to drop off to sleep in the car so I could have a sneaky play with her fanny. She loved her tits sucked but her pussy was out of bounds. Consequently she didn’t ‘go to sleep’ if I was playing with & sucking her tits.Unbelievably after years of fantasising about it I eventually persuaded her to 'go to sleep' for us one Saturday night when we come back from the Pub. She said she might if she’s had a drink beforehand but I could only let him suck her. Ask her nicer than that.”“Please, Miss Emma, would you kindly remove my butt plug? I would greatly appreciate it,” I said. Emma giggled at the “Miss Emma” part.“Certainly!” she said, still giggling.I felt her grab the base of the butt plug. Jess yelled back before she could tug on it.“Go easy, girl! It is going to be lodged in there pretty tight. You’ll need to be forceful to remove it but go SLOW,” she said.I felt Emma put one hand on my shoulder to brace herself. Slow and steady, she pulled.