When she was done, she looked up at the woman. “All done, sweetie? He’s in his office.” She pointed to the doorway past the open kitchen. Traci... nodded. The woman smiled and moved her feet. Tracie picked up the paddle and crawled past the couch and towards the doorway. When she reached the doorway, he was sitting at a desk under more big windows, his back to the door and her. Not wanting to be in any more trouble, she waited quietly, not even certain if she should crawl through the doorway. . I could taste and smell the muskiness of my pee. “Okay Kelly, your turn to get to your knees, it’s my turn to pee on you babe.” I got to my knees and watched as her body dripped with my pee. She stood over me and slid her hand between her legs he fingers gently rubbed at her clit and I could see by the look on her face that she was on the brink. She gently slid a finger inside her pussy and as she pulled out it seemed like she bust the floodgates. A jet of steamy hot pee erupted from her and. This done, he manhandled her over to her standing bondage rack and strapped her up to it. For a moment, he admired her exquisite shape. Although she certainly didn't have the body of a Cosmo cover girl, the shiny black latex covering her body made her, in Mr. Dodds eyes, the ideal woman. Each curve of her body, the long, muscular legs, her ample hips, was made silky-smooth by the wonderful material. If she didn't have the more classic beach beauty figure that Flora sported, it was of no. When I realised she was not stopping me, I undid her shorts and eased them down below her knees. At the same time she worked at the zip and belt on my shorts and slipping them down, hooked them with her foot and removed them entirely. Not to be outdone I pulled her panties down and removed both them and her shorts – all the while trying to keep kissing and cuddling, so as not to break the moment. She had very pale white skin which highlighted the bright burnt orange hairs between her legs. I.