“I remember that huge Jeep your dad had. It was so high up I was always afraid if I fell out, I’d fall on my face long before my feet hit.” She ...aid. We laughed at that. His was a 1977 Cherokee Chief with the big tires and it was a doozie of a step. Any woman in a dress or skirt would have to hike it up pretty high to manage getting in or out. She commented that she liked this one better as it didn’t try to catch her dress and make it ride up. I gave a half-smile wondering why she commented on. " Brad groaned."What?" Amy asked and then she saw it."Bitch just spilled a shit ton of creamer and just got up and left." Brad said."Awwww damnit. I'll go get a mop." How did she spill so damn much?" Brad said."I don't know. Here." Amy said, and then she smelled it. Whatever it was, it wasn't cream, it smelled like... sex... like jizz."I don't think that's cream." She said."What? What would it be then?" Brad asked."I don't know." Amy replied."Scoop some up in this then." Brad grabbed a coffee. Du wei?t was das hei?t???Ja Master. Diese Sklavenfotze wird dem Master als Pissoir dienen und darf ihm nachdem er Schei?en war seinen After sauber lecken.?Er nickte. Das war aber noch einfach gewesen. Nun w?rde es schwieriger werden. ?Aber auch du wirst nicht mehr das Klo benutzen. Ich werde dir einen permanenten Katheter einsetzen lassen. Nur ich werde diesen ?ffnen oder schlie?en k?nnen. Das hei?t du wirst nur dann pissen wenn ich es will. Nicht wenn du willst oder kannst, sondern nur wenn. .. Please...cum down my throat... Sir” “Oh…fuck!” As I pull out of your hot, sopping, sweet pussy and move around to your waiting face. I am so close that my orgasm begins just as you bend forward and my first shot hits you in the cheek just below your eye. You take my cock in your mouth and slide it all the way to the back of your throat before the remainder of my cum surges out of me. You ravenously swallow the rest of my cum as my own orgasm recedes and you milk my softening cock, getting.