" I paused. "Maybe..." I sighed. "It's weird..." Not at all baby," she told me. "Do you want to nurse here, or after Idress you?"I began peeing right ...hen some more. "Maybe after you dress me... I keeppeeing..."She laughed. "If that's the only reason you want to wait, I don't mind alittle pee."I blushed. "I do though?" Okay," she said to me and sat up. I watched her reach over and unplugthe tub before standing up with me in her arms. She dried us both offwith a towel before laying me on my back. That?s one thing Ireally like about older men, they have a lot of self control and can go forhours. He reached up and started to run his fingers through my hair. Grinningat me he said, "You?re good at giving head. I bet it?s getting harder andharder to hold onto that water isn?t it? You had better because if one drophits my floor I?m going to have to punish you. Now, keep right on sucking. I?lltell you when its time to go to the bathroom."I continued sucking butreached down to rub my distended. I would often fantasize about an abrupt meeting with a shemale and for whatever reason, we would talk and become cool. In my fantasies i knew what I was meeting and wanted it. We would talk and everyone around us did not know that my woman had a 8 inch secret that would probably put them to shame. Anyway, after eating and talking, she invited me home with her and of course I accepted. When we got to her place, she treated me like a king, anything I wanted, she catered. She was everything a. What she was being made to endure. Marta stood still, stiff and still as a totem pole. Her arms at her sides rigidly. She tried to hold her head up, but felt like her spinal column had the strength of a wet noodle. She could not muster the strength to force her will against Kens. Marta could feel her eyes filling with tears causing Kens face to appear misty and opaque. She looked away from his eyes that had lost their spark. That were now flat and hard; deal pools of light. Her tear ducts could.