One to go? how could I last? but it was only one. Again Mistress loaded up and this time the stroke seemed to sting worse than any other, but the exqu...site feeling of success seemed to sooth some of the pain. This was exacerbated by the knowledge that the coin remained in place on my forehead.Mistress then reminded me of her promise to use the catheter on me. Memories of other times when I had experienced catheters being slowly and somewhat excruciatingly being inserted up my cock. Today would. Coming back in the bus. Too tired. It’s packed.She: enjoys the crowd.Me: actually I am. There is an average woman right behind me getting crushed.She: You pervert. I was kidding.Me: I didn’t want this.She: what did you want thenMe: noShe:?Me: ok. I think I like youNo answer for 2 min. After that, she called me on my cell.She: what were you saying?Me: I like youShe: why?Me: do u like meShe: yesMe: I don’t know but something happens when I see youShe: since whenMe: since the first time I saw. I knew what was about to happen, and I was incredibly aroused. The anticipation was a massive turn on in itself. Her pussy was straining against the tight cotton pants, her whole body tensed for a moment, and then completely relaxed. I saw a damp spot appear and then get bigger between her legs, and then she must have completely let go, as her pants quickly flooded with her pee, and was dripping all over my face. It was warm, and I could feel it dripping all over my body. I started to squeeze. His message was clear: I want to take you all the way. He backed into the corner away from the door and I was so wrapped up in going down on his now 8 or so inches that I never noticed the door open behind me.He kept talking, "Oh, baby! Baby! Take it deeper! Slow down a little! Oh, yeah!"It was then that I realized that both of his hands were touching my face and something was still probing my ass.He had unlocked the door and spun me around so I would not see his friend come in. His friend had.