Buttons went flying in either direction and a gasp shot from her mouth with almost as much force. Without loosing a beat I yanked the blouse down over...her shoulder, trapping her at the wrists, as the sleeves were still buttoned and didn’t leave enough room for her hands to escape. Goosebumps rose on her arms as I reached behind, grabbed the bra strap at either side of the clasp and tore it apart. This was the last time she was going to be wearing this bra. I pulled it down to reveal her tits. Lucy walked away, with a weak smile.Peter was annoyed that Lucy didn't even ask Miranda if she was ok or if her clothes were wet or offer to help clean her clothes up.Peter: She is not one good waitress.Peter was also equally wondering why Lucy was not looking or talking to Miranda at all. Maybe it was because the whole town was pretty much a conservative Christian town, he pondered. But on the bright side, no one was burning Miranda at the stakes, like they used to in Salem, in the old days.He. He grunted and wriggled his hips to get himself comfortably set in my throat.“Here it comes slut.” He whispered and I felt the piss run down his urethra across my tongue and straight into my gullet. I couldn’t taste it as he was so deep but the thrill of being such a slut had me pulling my cock furiously as he emptied his bladder into me.His thick cock began to harden even more as he finished pissing but he pulled it out and wiped the drips in my hair. “Later slut.” He said and zipping up left. Once this was dry she and a couple of other girls began to fiddle withanother attachment. He soon discovered that this was a nine inch dildocovered with what she called the rings of hell. Every inch along itslength there was a ring wrapped around the dildo which itself was alreadyhuge.He felt her put the stand below him and fasten it to the floor. The dildowas then raised up and inserted into him until the first inch was drivenhome. The device was self lubricating she told him. Of course.