After a dozen strokes, I could feel the grip on my balls loosen fractionally – Anjan’s precum has started lubricating her pussy, making it easier ...or her to enjoy it. Anjan slowly cajoled the relentless fingers in my throat out, as he slowly fucked his sister and licked at her earlobes, making her squirm with pleasure. But her other hand refused to release its vice-grip on my balls despite Anjan’s ministrations to her pussy and ears. We thought we were making some progress, though, with. I lost more in the beginning than I won. What I learned from those fights would hopefully protect me better. Hesitation was forgotten, killing strokes the answer if a weapon was drawn.Finally, we spent two days between having sex and making love. I had doubted Beth when she had insisted on Jasmine, but she did have the strengths that Beth didn’t. I would be a better Hero from our times together. One morning over breakfast Jasmine said, “There are missions you could go on.”“I didn’t know if that. I dutifully put the urinal mask back on.My arms were drawn over my head and attached to snap hooks which I swore weren't there before.Once my hands were secured, my ankles and thighs were next.He positioned himself in front of my face, a moment passed and then the stream of piss started. His hard cock fired his golden fluid into the trough on the front of my mask. With my mouth being the only way to breathe with no nose holes, I drank the fluid quickly in order to breathe.I winced at first as. A real prima donna. As the saying on little girls' T Shirts proclaims: "It's all about ME", and it was. All about her. She didn't have a 'day job', she was a professional singer and actress, but the jobs didn't provide a living wageso she lived with her parents who in reality housed and fed and (expensively) clothed her. She was in the process of learning to drive.I dropped her back to her home at the end of the evening, and we kissed goodnight, I went home alone and pondered whether I could or.