I was more than okay. Mozquito’s assessment of Mel’s internal temperature was considerably higher than my fingers had detected, and together with ...he tight ring of muscle crushing my sensitive frenulum, I was uncomfortably close to premature ejaculation.“It feels like you’re shoving a baseball bat up there,” Mel replied.“Is it painful?”“No. The stretching of my bum hole is uncomfortable but it doesn’t hurt. Tell me it doesn’t get any wider.”I couldn’t because it wasn’t true. Mozquito was. I started to panic, would it hold the contents of my stretched bladder?After I had been peeing for a little while, Ella loudly told me to stop. I had never been subjected to this kind of control over my personal bodily functions before but I managed to exercise my muscles and close my urinary sphincter."Ella, sweetie," I pleaded, "Mother hasn't finished peeing yet. May I finish now?" The bowl is almost full," she said, as if that was the most important aspect of my humiliation, "so you will. I took l****a out of school this morning. But there is a good reason. Please if you let me up, I can explain, please Jack.'' Jack needed answers, and it seemed that Jeff was the only one with any answers that he needed. Jack pulled Jeff to his feet and stood back, giving both of them some much-needed breathing room. ''You want a drank?'' Jeff asked as he stumbled to the bar. No, what I want is answers.'' Jack insisted. ''Okay man, you're right, I did go to l****a's school today,. ”“Hi I’m Kev,” I responded, the wheels turning in my head as I took in the curvy legs barely concealed by her floral print dress. Although in her late thirties or early forties, her taut skin and red pouty lips stirred my dick to attention in my khaki pants.“Are you American?”“Canadian, from Vancouver.”“What brings to you to Tokyo? And how long have you been a Christian?” she asked, with an eagerness and glint in her eyes that gave me the confidence to intentionally scan her entire body, more.