In this position, she began to feel the intense feeling of a full bladder.She sat back on her heels, raising herself slightly above the Witch's face."...'ve got an idea of something that might turn you on," Dorothy whispered, huskily."Oh yes dearie," the Witch whispered back. "What is it?" A golden shower!" Dorothy cried, and let go.The stream of urine splashed directly into the Witch's face; the Witch screamed."What are you doing, you wicked girl? You wicked, nasty girl!"The Witch sat up; her. ‘I’ll be in to change your dressings once I get into something more comfortable,’ promised Gwen as she headed up the stairs. Steve closed the door and unbuckled his belt. He allowed his trousers to drop and stepped out of them. With some effort, he bent over and picked them up and laid them on a chair. Then he managed to remove his sling with his good arm, smiled as he untied his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Clad only in his boxers, he gazed into the mirror. His chest was. He handed me one of his special drinking glasses. “It’s that Jack Daniels special Sinatra Edition.”“Isn’t this like, a hundred bucks or something?”He laughed. “About one fifty or so.”We toasted and clinked our glasses.Wow.“Daddy, this is beyond smooth!”“Isn’t it? Mmmm”I sipped again, the liquid warming me from the inside. We don’t sell anything like this at Applebee’s! But, I had a bigger thing on my mind than the drink menu.“Daddy, why are we out here. Why aren’t we… you know…”Daddy pulled out. Gabriella placed a firm hand on Maria’s back, and drew back her right hand high, ready to begin Maria’s first ever spanking. Smack! Maria gasped at the sting of Gabriella’s hand on her right buttock. Before she recovered from the shock, another resounding smack landed square on her left buttock. Gabriella wasn’t mucking around. Maria wondered how long it would take her ass to become as pink as her face already felt at this rate. This thought hardly passed through her mind before she felt.