. her piss? What would that even be like? I couldn?t imagine, but I tried. Laying under her, my mouth pressed firmly against her urethra, a stream of ...iss into my mouth.... I realized that I was fantasizing it, and that my rock hard member was betraying any reservations I might have had about it.Even though I wasn?t sure I?d be able to live up to her fantasies, I wanted to try. I was actually turned on by the thought of serving as this woman?s toilet! I heard some rustling outside, and a few. She reaches to the table at the head of the bed and picks up a bottle of coconut oil. She squirts oil onto my cock and rubs it all over from tip to base. She then spreads her legs and lathers her pussy well outside and inside. “Get between my legs baby.” She orders softly. I see a little glimmer of doubt play in her eyes as she takes hold of the cock and places it to her entrance. She is rubbing it against the opening as she moans. She shifts one lip aside with the cock and pulls the other. He said it was because he wants to be around to see his kids."Jane's face dropped. I knew she didn't think I'd lie to her. This was one of the things that she could verify by pulling up the mug shot from the computerized database. She frowned for a moment then asked to use my computer. I shrugged and she logged in with a different password. She went to the county's mug shot archive and pulled up the shot for Desmond "Tiny" Huntley.She pointed me to the picture on the screen. It was different. Next thing she knew, here she was, naked and bound.She had seen her captor he had made no attempt to hide his face, wandering in and out of the room, adjusting the camera and lights, he never answered her shouts or seemed bothered by her screams, it was if she wasn’t there.She wasn’t sure how long she had been captive, no clocks, or natural light, no idea of time or even if it is night or day. Just as she was thinking about what to do when the man came in again, a voice boomed over a speaker.