“Shit!”Warren couldn't help but laugh as he pictured his sister pissing all over the toilet seat, which would probably then spill onto the floor, ...hich she would then have to clean up. He also wondered what his sister would think happened that caused her to do that – maybe that she had accidentally slipped forward, or maybe dozed off a bit on the toilet? He didn't really worry about it. He just continued waiting. Soon enough he heard her pee stream hitting the toilet again. Then the toilet. No, it was something else. Something just as unexpected. I was aroused by the humiliation.I didn’t admit it right away. In fact I denied it. I denied it until it happened again.The week that followed the blouse incident had me on my best behavior. I made a concerted effort to help out around the house and keep up with the chores. I took Brenda to the airport on Thursday and agreed to pick her up at ten on Sunday.Imagine my surprise when she showed up at four in the afternoon looking. I made my way towards her when I realised they all thought she was on her own.One or two of them were trying to chat her up and touch her up at the same time.I saw at least one guy grope her boobs from behind, whilst another took a handful of her arse.Excuse me guys I said bravely and ushered Tree to a table away from the bar.“Lets go” Tree said“We can’t just yet, they might follow us,” I said.So we sat sipping our drinks for what seemed like an eternity.We were nearly at the end of our drinks. Maybe he would be merciful today, but tomorrow he would demand it again and they would be back to square one. Better get it over with, she tries to console herself.Agnes sucks him off first and tries her best not to cry. He’s so huge she can not get anything past the very tip in her mouth, as much as she tries. She wasn’t lying before, the fisting that got her in this situation was the worst pain she ever felt. When she and David messed around it hurt as well, and he had been gentle.She only.