She did enjoy being degraded by her partner, and having him pee on her was one of the most degrading things she could think of at that moment. Thinkin... about it made her insides tingle in excitement.“I… I’ll think about it,” she eventually answered.“Okay, yeah, good. No pressure though, it’s fine if you don’t,” Jake said, smiling awkwardly.They went back to making out, a bit awkwardly at first but they both relaxed into it after a moment. A bit later that day while Jake was pounding her, her. Mike could get in and out of the bathroom while breakfast was making, but Kirsten faced half an hour or more of getting her face on and getting dressed. Rather than waiting around, Mike drove his VW Rabbit over to the Spearfish Lake Cafe, out on the highway, for a cup of coffee and a chance to catch up on the latest round of gossip.Actually, sitting around the big breakfast table at the Spearfish Lake Cafe was partway business for Mike; it gave him a good chance to test the tenor of the. "You mean rape?"She shook her head, her hair dancing. "No, that's too violent. No, never use rape on me, baby. Just touch me... here," she cupped her tits. "Or here." She ran a hand between her thighs. "Then I'll do anything for you. All you have to do is tell me to do it, and I'll go wild with desire." You mean, if I say 'Mother, kiss my ass, ' you will?"She nodded again, her eyes growing hot. "That's what I mean."He looked at her for a long time. "All I have to do is say kiss my ass and you. But, what choice did I have. So, off I went. I figured the only way to do it was to look like I knew what I was doing so I tried to confidently walk to my destination. All dressed up in a pink satin maids outfit with a pink suitcase. Surprisingly people going by didn’t seem to pay much attention. I found the house and knocked. A striking woman dressed like she just came from church answered the door… I was afraid I was at the wrong house but I said what I was told to and she simply replied.