Do you still mean that? Do you still want to be my fuckslut like Connie?" he asked."Yes, Sir. I still want to be your fuckslut. I will do anything you...ask of me," Barbara said."Good. Then you can start by showing me how you beg. Beg for me to fuck you slut! Beg for this cock and beg me to use you. You've heard Connie beg now, it's your turn!" he said, shaking her head back and forth a bit before releasing her."Oh God, Tommy! Please, baby, please, I need your cock! I need to feel you deep in me…. She was wet. Soaking wet. She placed one arm on the other side of him and lifted herself over, so that she straddled his lower body. Andrew stirred from his sleep as Lydia took hold of his hard on and lifted her body several inches before lowering herself gently, sighing as she felt his firm shaft pressing the lips of her cunt apart and slipping inside her. “W-What you doing?” “Sssshh….I couldn’t help myself. I want your cock so much,” replied Lydia as she rolled her hips, mashing her clit. FDR, piss on her face and tits. After you cum, JFK, I want you to piss on her face too and stream most of it down her throat. Bush, piss on her from your side while you keep the camera rolling. Get pictures of your cock flooding her face. Catch this too. I don’t want to cum in her yet.” Sue’s eyes bulged in fear. The barest thought of a golden shower revolted her. Germs overwhelming her skin nauseated her. Nixon pulled out of her snatch far enough to show the camera that he started pissing on,. ”Victor conceded. “Announcements of the ceremony?”“Next week if that is all.” She finished and stood staring blankly at him.Victor himself had trained her never to offer a shake until the client did, or it was verbally agreed. Of all her slips, that one would be disastrous.Victor stepped forward but didn’t offer his hand. “I know you don’t feel, and likely you don’t understand love. But that is what I want between us Meredith. If you can’t love me than all this will fail.” Victor said.