By the time it was my turn, the stigma had almost completely been shed. And still I struggled, rubbing my thighs together like a cricket trying to del...y the inevitable. Until the warmth started against my upper thighs…Covering my face, I peed, spreading my legs like Rachel, not bothering to hide what was happening once I reached the point of no return. I could barely hear the pitter-patter of my urine striking the growing pool over the hooting crowd, wanting in that moment to melt down into the. I don’t know what normal people think of rich businessmen who dress professionally in suits and coats and talk only about numbers and market share. But let me tell you they are the ones who keep mammoth fantasies and kinks in their heads.They conduct these parties and always end up getting laid with some pretty girl attending. They cannot be blamed since they spend a considerable amount of time for work and thus compromising personal life and sex with their respective wives.Most of these men. A woman I had had a small crush on for a long time. Janet then laid flat on her stomach on the bed and I straddled her as I rubbed away. Then Janet had me stop and sat up giving me a full view of her tits. She had me remove my shirt so she could massage me. My cock was so hard now. I laid flat and she rubbed away. Her tits would brush against me every so often, I think she was doing that on purpose. Then as I laid there she undid my pants and removed them leaving me in my boxers, she claimed. She sent my wife into the bedroom and told her to get in bed and get ready. As my wife walked away, my key holder knelt before me and placed my cock inside her mouth.. You remember my rules. You cum without my permission and I will punish you. Is that understood she asked. Then she took the entire length of my hard cock until her chin pressed against my balls. I looked down her and said yes Mistress. Then she slipped my cock out of her mouth as she stood up in front of me. Good she said. Then.