Because of the way it happened, the timing of it, I was a good thirty minutes early. I figured I’d do what I usually did when I was a little early, ...o on in, and sit in her living room until she was ready for me. She let us kids do that, she told us to come on in, and to be quiet, so we didn’t disturb the lesson of the person before us. I could do that. I had a book to read. I could do that.As my dad drove away, I went up the steps, into her house. Miss Bailey lived by herself, in an old. "Don't look?" I've seen you do some damned perverted things, Mare," I told her. "Is watching you pee the line you won't cross?"She peered suspiciously at me "You're not going to want me to pee on you, next?" she asked. "Or do you want to pee on me?" No," I said, with a chuckle. "That's pretty nasty." Good, that's the line," she said, her urine splashing in the bowl. "If you want to do ... that sorta thing, use one of the sluts." An image of Allison writhing on the floor as I pissed, moaning in. . and soon."Bob thought for a moment as he looked at his well used wife."It doesn't bother me Carol. I have secretly wanted you to do this for some time. It has been my favorite fantasy. The idea of other guys fucking you... The only thing that bothers me is how much I enjoyed cleaning his cum out of your cunt. I love it when you insist I do that. I guess I wanted to do it but I needed you to 'force' me, to command me. I guess I am a bit of a submissive huh? I like for you to tell me what to do. Then he released her as the shape of the bruise began to move and change in the shape of a dragon wrapped around a sword. “Your ass is…gonna…be…thrown in jail for this” Sara could barely talk let alone stand as she fell back on the desk. “What did you do to me?” she asked as she tore open her button down plad shirt exposing her small breast squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She used her free hand to unbutton he her purple jeans as hand dove flourish rubbing her clit. It only took only a.