It was this feature in me, that I started me to exhibit my assets in pride. I kind of enjoyed men staring at me in anxiety and to give you an example ...f how kinky I am, I started exhibiting at teenage. It all started like this.I was grown by my Uncle in his home as I lost my parents in my childhood and my uncle was very rude man though he loves me, he always used to spank me with his waist belt very often for any mistakes I did.I sort of get a phobia for belts by the sight of some waist belt.. After some discussion, public sex was the first one we agreed to give it a try. It sounds reasonable, and if we were to succeed it will allow us to have sex a lot of regularly and not have to wait for the rare opportunity that either of our parents were away leaving the home free to ourselves. The only problem was, where do we do it?There was a plant shop in between our school, and at the back of it there was a coffee shop. I never fully grasp the concept of opening a coffee shop hidden behind. $240,000 per year. Rory could retire on that if shemilked her newfound slave's allowance properly."Did you bring a car or did a driver drop you off?" Rory questioned.["Car"]"Where?"Linna drew a crude map on the back of the paper with an X at theapproximate spot.["It's a red Mercedes,"] she lisped."Now I just have to find the keys," thought Rory.At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Rory went to the door andpeered her head out. Sarah was there. To prevent Sarah from seeingLinna. Then he was distracted by the soothing rush of urine into the water. Part of his mind noticed that that urine had a shorter distance to traverse from his bladder out of his body. Then the hot feeling of liquid jetting between his labia reminded him of what to do with his hands, and he reached, automatically to spread them apart.He promptly peed on his hand."Ewwww," he groaned, jerking his hand from between his legs. Drops of urine flew through the air and landed on what used to be his.