Force me to always offer my mouth wide open and without turning away, if and as long as I am spit or pissed on.I need to be forced to piss my pants wh...rever and whenever YOU so order. It doesn't matter if other people can see it! MISTRESS, force me to piss my pants frequently, too, in public .I should never be allowed to remove cum, urine or spittle from my face or body without YOUR explicite permission!!! The same applies to EVERYTHING YOU attache to my body. Such things must not even be. He was lucky.Jennifer opened her eyes and gasped as she drew in a deep breath.“Move!” Christina literally kicked the Intern out of the way and leaned over Jennifer.She ripped off the electrodes and shook Jennifer gently and watched as Jennifer’s eyes began to focus and her consciousness slowly return. She lifted Jennifer into a sitting position; adjusting the couch to support her.Christina held Jennifer by her upper arms and looked into her eyes and watched as Jennifer finally began to fix her. The image's armor-clad form seemed as powerful as a bull, full of barely restrained rage belied by the humor in his eyes. There was none of that in the real Gareth. Dressed as always in simple garb he seemed more slender and athletic, his training as a Do granting him grace at the expense of might. Perhaps his fists couldn't knock down walls, like the image's suggested, but no one willingly risked even one blow from the edge of a Do's hand."Speaking of Do," the elderly Shaman's eyes twinkled,. I was eager to see her tits again. I got the first few opened as she nibbled on my bottom lip. And then I got my hands on them. Her pale skin was soft. Her tits were firm and heavy. She had huge, pink nipples. Both were erect. I leaned forward and kissed the top of her breasts. I worked my way to the nipples. I licked at them."Use your teeth," she said.I pulled a nipple into my mouth and tugged at it gently with my teeth. I pinched the other one."Yes," she whispered.Any shyness about the.