"No thanks", I giggled, still holding my husbands cock, "we just arrived and felt the urge", I continued. I could see through the porous brickwork he ...as wearing a pair of shorts, and I tried to see if we had excited him.We exchanged pleasantries and he cursed the fact he was leaving the next morning, "Why could you guys not have been here last week", music to my ears, because in the desperate plea, I knew he wanted me?He repeated his offer, seeing I was in no hurry to cover my nudity, "Let me. "Great idea. It is new to this and finds it all revolting, so that should be an excellent punishment. My heart gave a thump and I took in a deep breath. The bastard. I took a quick glance at the urinal rim.There was dried piss all around the lip and sides. "Kiss the rim of the urinal, piggy." He commanded. Bile rose in my throat. Shit no, I thought to myself as I started moving my head towards the lip of the urinal. There was no doubt in my mind that he would call the Master if I didn't. She said yes and added: and i do everything what anybody of you tells me to do. That was the icebreaker and suddenly one of those young guys from the parking lot got his 8 inch dick out and shoved it down her throat. She was a bit shocked of the speed but finally took it as given. He rammed his dick in her throat and thrusted very hard into her slut mouth. Bena was still pissing. She massaged her clit and blow that guys cock hard. Suddenly 3 others puttheir dicks out and rubbed it while looking. In fact, she admitted during a very tearful session that she acknowledged that her own behaviour was probably driving him away. That he was likely to be going out with one or the other of his secretaries, going to strippers or perhaps, even prostitutes – because she was unwittingly rejecting him. I took to opportunity to talk to her about some of my theories about sex and dancing, that dancing is a natural aphrodisiac for women and that the women who actually do the stripping are actually in.