She could hear him urinating. Her mind was racing. Has she gotten herself into the deep end of the pool?Then he came back. Stood in front of her. One ...and around her head, the other holding his penis towards her mouth. A single drop of clear fluid was on the tip. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. “Good girl…As she began to suck him, she looked up at him. His eyes were closed. She had a drop of his urine in her mouth. It felt wrong and dirty and very, very sexy too. His erection came. They were puffy with desire and she'd shaved the surrounding lips. I could see her clit, very full and popping out of her little hood. Her pubic hair was thick, but trimmed. I placed the buzzing vibrator on her clit and started working her. She gasped and I pulled her lips apart with my other hand to give me better access. Her pussy was pink and wet, beads of moisture oozing out. I stroked her cunt and then inserted my other thumb while moving the vibrator over her clit. She was breathing. It was like poetry. He had a theory. He blamed it on chemistry or something. We were free and clear according to this theory, not guilty of impropriety, since it was all outside our control. We were victims of a biological reaction which was impossible to control and so were not responsible for our own actions. I liked this theory.He was worried that I would be afraid of him. He thought I might consider him a potential stalker. He asked if it would be all right to just go back to the way things. ” Donald seemed flustered at my appearance. “I’ll go and check on breakfast,” he said quickly as he stood to leave the room “if that’s OK with you master.”“Please do” I said, confused. I didn’t understand why he was responding like that, surely he’s seen a naked man before? And, “master?” I thought “What’s up with that?”I heard movement on the bed behind me and I turned around to see Gill was awake, staring at me intently with a shy smile on her face. The bedsheet that had covered her had.