He mentions that we might want to go somewhere more comfortable. He agrees to get a room. We wait in the lobby while he checks in. We all start upstai...s.The room is a nice one with a couple of chairs and a large king-size bed. She sits in a chair, I take the other one, he sits at the foot of the bed. We talk a little more and She looks at me as if to ask if it’s ok. I nod in approval and she gets up and walks to the bed.She leans down and kisses him on the cheek. He seems a bit nervous, I am. Please, MISTRESS, use me as YOUR ashtray and spittoon, and force me to lick YOUR spittle, cum and piss off the ground!!!Whenever YOU or one of YOUR friends needs to piss, I must offer my mouth as a urinal. If YOU or one of YOUR friends so like, they may piss all over me. Force me to always offer my mouth wide open and without turning away, if and as long as I am spit or pissed on.I need to be forced to piss my pants wherever and whenever YOU so order. It doesn't matter if other people can see. I'm trying to choose an outfit to wear to meet Dylan in. It's a toss-up between my dark green silk jumpsuit, or my white capri pants and red-and-white striped sweater. Or maybe I should wear a something a little dressier. I have a pair of white linen slacks and a peach cashmere sweater - the outfit is conservative and classy. Dylan might appre-ciate that.Yeah, that outift's a good idea. I'll wear that. With my lace thongs. No matter what I wore, I knew I would wear my white lace thongs.I'm so. " Let me just take care of these." I stated and she feels me lift her foot, removing one and then the other shoe from her foot. Her toes are set loose to the air and she feels my light touch along her foot. I trailed my fingers over the arch of her foot and along her toes. She blushed and as I paused there, to stroke each individual toe. " John," she stated quietly in embarrassment. " Shhh, Jennifer," I hushed her. " I know what pleases you." She reddened more as I bent down, and she feels me.