I reveled in the freedom to make her life a living hell and made sure she was well-trained in my room-mate Happy's way to make a female feel the wrath...of her strict discipline. It was so amusing to see her first reaction when I sprayed her all over as she bent over between my legs in the white tiled shower. I could tell she was totally unfamiliar with my fetish and her skin was virgin territory for my showering liquids.After a few sessions, I was able to get the shy girl to reverse the process. Our eyes locked for the first time; the intensity of her gaze was telling me that she really enjoyed what she was doing, and, perhaps more importantly, that she wanted and needed it badly.The husband then instructed me to hold the back of her head and push my cock further down her throat. With each thrust back and forth in her mouth I was causing her to gag. Her saliva thickened and began its slow journey down my shaft and balls, on to her bare breasts.As the husband was recording I noticed. Today I washed inside though. I peed down the drain and washed myself slowly, enjoying the water from the tap which was cold, but nothing like the chill of the spring melt which filled the stream. I liked the way cold water woke me up all over. I had a little hair under my arms, but none on my sex yet, and I'd never had hair on my legs or anything, not so it was noticeable. I was going to miss my Master very much.I spent some time washing my hair, which was very long and thick and coarse. It. . I met and played with Ralph at the club in the past.I knew his 8 inch cock would be a fine addition to our little group.When we arrived at the club, we were the only guys there. We stripped and went out to the deck to relax and catch some rays. A half hour later Ralph showed up. We all exchanged greetings and revealed our plan to him. Naturally he was all for some group action, more so when he saw Bob's big cock. We dressed and headed for the motel. After checking in we all got naked , lay on.