And if anyone wanted, they could easily pull her skirt and it would come apart.But right at this time, she didn’t care. All she wanted was to be abl... to pee. Her belly hurt so much. “PPPllleeaaase,” she begged, “let me pee, please!”The girls just laughed and Christina said, “Sure, we’ll let you pee, but if we do, you lose one of the buttons on your blouse.”Tracy said, “Ok, just let me pee!”So the girls cut off one of the two buttons and said, “Now, pee, cunt!”Tracy started to head for the. BY THIS POINT SHE WAS FULLY WANTING TO ENGAGE IN THE ROLE PLAY I leaned forward, stopping my thrusting for a moment, my cock just solid up her ass, and said "I want you to tell me to "stop screwing my shithole" if you say that and I understand you as having said that ill stop. I started fucking her again really hard, with every thrust there was a stifled sob from her, which just turned me on all the more! She was loving the submissive aspect of the act and was clearly getting off on it as I. . I think back to how this began two nights ago with me dreaming about her and baptizing her the Warrior Princess. The late night pick up surprised the hell out of me. Her trouble in China ranked a close second. Now, as I think back ... boy, did I ever undersell her. ... ... ... Watching the scenery go by, reflecting. More miles click by and my thoughts keep me occupied. The sun sets. The more I reflect the more I realize Sally never really was the woman I thought her to be. She. The bra was a bit on the small side but that just accentuated my cleavage and the knickers were a bit tight so when I pulled them up over my belly they clearly showed the outline of my mound and pussy lips. I found a knee length satin dressing gown that went with the bra and knickers and to tell the truth, when I looked at my reflection in the mirror I was quite pleased with what I saw. “Right you randy old sod Mike,” I laughed, “let’s see how you like this sexy granny.”For a moment when I.