She had to take a break. Stephanie took me over to a place behind the couch, to lie down on my back, then said, "I just have to go, so my little pet g...t your mouth ready for me."I obediently opened my mouth, and Stephanie went down on me, then poured her sweet pee down my throat; she just let go of it full speed, another newthing, and I felt it somehow like being utterly forced to follow up on heror choke while trying. This was a new experience, literally being forced. Ifelt the shame and. Once in her room she sat on her bed, i asked if she had any baby oil so i could massage into her. she passed it to me and we both started to strip off . I went behind her and undid her bra and i reached round to touch her tits , her nipples standing out . She bent down to pull her thong off and all i remember thinking was her pussy was lush, big clit standing out a little hard. I told her to lay down on her back i wanted to rub oil into her tits. I sprayed the oil onto her tummy , my pussy. " Hence the name," I ventured. "Something this game changing soundsinteresting. Tell me more."She said because the game and its technology were still in testing shecouldn't really tell an outsider too much. She was obviously pumping mefor an investment. But what the hell."How much to buy into the project?" We can't - I can't - take your money Jack. You don't even know whatyou'd be buying into here."Joy had played hard to get when I met her as well. She knew better thanmost that I was really. SLAP! “Ow!” Diane cried, recoiling from the impact. She hadinstinctively dropped her hands to protect herreddening bottom side. “Stay Still!” the man had ordered, “And keep thosehands on your skirt!” Sobbing, Diane had obeyed, once again pulling her skirtup on her nylon covered thighs to expose her darkerstocking tops. “Now open your mouth,” she was ordered.“Unless you want to be spanked some more…” SLAP! Diane had trembled as.