Abby noticed the sign for the women’s washroom. “Will you take a Viagra while I clean up my pussy? I’m expecting a good fuck from you and so is ...our friend Heather.”“I’ll wait here for you,” he said, kissing her.Several minutes later, she reappeared, returning his kiss. “There, now I’m fresh and clean, ready for more fucking action with my Daddy!” She let others overhear. “Did you take a Viagra?”“You’ll have to find out for yourself,” he smiled, embracing her body.Dan led her to a table where. (I think it’s a sign of Hispanic masculinity to sport some kind of facial hair.) I watched with perverted thirst as first one and then the other started to pee. I’ve never played around in water sports, but I confess the idea of it makes me hotter than hell. One of them skinned back his foreskin and showed his full cock-head, the other didn’t bother, pissing right out of this hooded head. This was making me hot and my cock started getting hard. They had no problem seeing me and my. “See, here he is. Right where I left him.” She giggled. “Yes, Mistress.” No ball kicks for me. And no punishment. The floggings, paddlings, and everything else was for pleasure only…I didn’t want to disappoint her. I felt the restraints being removed and one of the women tugged my chain and I stood up promptly. “You see…it only took the flogging and some cropping…and he now responds and handles wonderfully.” I beamed with pride, but I didn’t know why.Hands ran over me. Not of the Mistress, but. ‘You don’t know what to do with yourself and were looking for possible activities. How about shadowing me for a few days, seeing what I do, and whether any of my activities appeal?’ ‘Won’t that be an imposition on you? And what about your family?’ I didn’t say it, but I wondered what her husband Edward, or Ted as he was known, would say. Maureen seemed to know what I was asking. ‘I had forgotten just how little you know about my recent life, Paul. I’m on my own. I divorced Ted years ago when.