‘Not potty-trained’ or ‘incontinent’ aren’t really accurate but I do have a habit of wetting myself, especially in bed, or pissing in inappr...priate places. I don’t know what happened to me, but it was so gradual that I almost didn’t notice it. When I finally realized something was wrong, I went to a urologist, but he couldn’t find a medical reason for my circumstances. I’m only in my mid-thirties, so it’s not age, either.So, in a nutshell, I can’t hold my piss anymore. When I get the urge,. Wanting to get inside her so much.And so I did...I got the head of my penis inside her wet, wanting, hungry pussy."Deeper, please, go all the way, I want all of you in me!"I repositioned myself to get on my knees in front of her.My cock got out when I did that but I grabbed my dick and shoved it back in, and then I pushed and got it all in... I had to push hard since her little kitty was so tight, even with all the wetness.I started to go back and forth, making my cock wetter and wetter with. " I begged sobbing… “I just need a phone”.“So take your nice dress off, bitch, I want to see your naked body” He said in his deep voice.My trembling hands reached behind my back and lowered the zipper on my dress. Humiliation made me go slow which had the effect of further arousing the black bastard. The dress slipped to my feet and suddenly I found myself fully naked, just on my high heels, in front of this rude black giant."I knew it, bitch, only white married whores do not wear panties." He. Her breasts were solid D's and sagged as if she had lost weight but they never perked back up. Her body was covered in beautiful light freckles. I didn't try to hide my stares, she knew that I was enjoying the view.Sara got on her stomach and laid down. I reached for the oil I brought and began to squirt it on her back. I peered down at her body below me, her curves, scars, and womanly figure. Her ass looked perky and divine in her panties.I began massaging her upper shoulders. Lightly.