A few minutes pass and Grant looks at me, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. "I have to pee." he announced.I chuckled softly. "No. You're not al...owed." Grant nodded and remained on the sofa where we sat watching movies. His right foot began to bounce. "I need to pee." Again I denied him that right. I knew what he was doing. He was fully aware of my love for being in control and how much desperation turned me on. We had discussed once how I really wanted to see someone do that in. But she is faithful. She’s religious. A bit too religious sometimes.Just the same I never thought she would fuck another guy especially not another marine. Shit, if dad found out … Or my bro for that matter. I wondered what Tom was doing here, he’s usually with my bro and they wangle their leave together.“Fuck, Kate, that’s the juiciest asshole I ever sunk my cock in,” Tom grunted as he pounded mom’s hole.He pulled her down hard on his cock and she winced in pain. I ducked so she wouldn’t see. Her thick raven hair was held back from her face by a black leather band, her deep blue eyes were quick and alert as she tied a narrow black cloth around her face, the mask effectively covering her button nose and her graceful cheeks. The thin slits allowed her perfect vision despite their narrowness and Aliska surveyed herself in the mirror hanging on the wall of her rented room, licking her lips seductively as she admired her seductive yet deadly figure. She glanced out of the open door that. It seems the locals have a practice of pulling down tube tops and other strap less clothing. Since the local girls all know about it, they figure anyone who comes into their bar dressed like that is a tourist and not likely to know them or report them. He told me that many tourist have run from the place in their bra and panties. I got directions to one of the most notorious places and told them that would not happen to my wife since she would not be wearing them. He asked if I could wait.