Charles improvised by suddenly slapping my face, and it bloody well hurt, too. He snapped his fingers ‘waking me up’“Now, it’s pee time,” Ch...rles told me.I wasn’t acting when I said in astonishment, “What?”He didn’t bother to repeat himself.Yes, I have been peed on and drank pee. Sick isn’t it? It is not something I seek, nor is it something I like to admit to I have partaken in. I have only agreed to it when I have had a lot to drink, been fucked continuously by lots of guys, and yes some. ‘Everything has an emotional impact,’ she said finally. ‘And now it’s almost dark, and that has an emotional charge as well.’ ‘How?’ he said. His face was half-silhouette now, lit only by the small lamp in the corner of the room. But he was leaning toward her, interested. She drew a breath. ‘Velvet darkness,’ she said, making her voice smooth and mysterious. ‘Midnight plush. You see how intimate it sounds?’ Was it her imagination, or did his face flush? Briefly his eyes fluttered down, then he. "Nice try, but obfuscation will not solve this. She will not know tomorrow. She will know where you will be tomorrow, your location tomorrow. And she will know because I am going to call her in her hotel room tonight to set up a time for her to come tomorrow. Probably after mass, to which you will accompany the kids and me."I almost wanted to snap to attention and salute mockingly, but I knew this mood. It was what I liked to call her Ivana the Terrible mood. Handle her the wrong way when she. She lapped randomly around the top and down the throbbing shaft into the gaps my loosened fingers made.I guided him into her mouth until he was half submerged. He moaned as he watched his length disappear behind her candied lips."Does her mouth feel hot and snug around your boner? Is her tongue flicking at you and sliding under you just the way you like it? Doesn't it feel so...very...naughty?"Her fingers had kept constant contact with her peeking pearl as she blew him, ramping up her level of.