I had the same problem.Once dinner was over, I logged onto my computer and used our 60-inch TV to display some pissing websites. It’s amazing what p...ople are willing to do for an orgasm and a buck. We have never taken photos or videos of ourselves, but it might be an interesting extension to our fetish. Judy made sure that there were lots of fluids consumed during and after dinner. She wouldn’t admit that it was, so we had lots of ammunition for our pee party evening. I was happy to drink up. What are you doing? Oh my god!! Please stop! I couldn’t say a word; I kept my slow pace, going in and out of her. She tried to push me away and was struggling to get me off of her while she kept pleading with me.-Don’t do this!! This is wrong!! My god, please don’t! Then, I leaned into her and kissed her and started to grab her breasts, she fought and then stopped, she started to return my kiss and started to hold me.I kissed her passionately and drove my cock deeper in her; she started to take. They’re determined to share your punishment. You remember how you felt when Master tried to go easy on you for your first punishment?”I lowered my head and nodded. I was treating them as if they weren’t strong enough to take the punishment, just as Master had done with me at first. Like him, I was doing it out of love, but it still wasn’t fair to them. I turned to embrace them both briefly before turning back to Master with an imploring look.“You both understand that you will receive the exact. So, again rejected, I walked around the neighborhood for a while, trying to find something to do to pass the time away, but eventually the day’s heat and my boredom led to the decision to just go on home. Walking down the street, kicking little stones along the cracked sidewalk along the way, I turned the corner of our street and saw Father Paul’s old car parked in our driveway.It was nothing out of the ordinary, Father Paul, who was the priest at our church, would come by frequently to sit in.