“Frank, I really need to go to the bathroom.” She says. “Really, you little cunt? Here let me help.” I say and grab an empty bottle of coke an... hold it under her. Apparently she had to go real bad because after only a second a yellow stream of urine sprouts from her pussy. Once she’s done I close the bottle and put it aside. “We’ll save that later.” I state. I grab Sandra’s face and shove my inflated dick in her mouth to take a piss, I piss so much in her mouth she can’t swallow it all, some of. I looked to either side of the cage,where bulls-eyes protruded, waiting to be hit by baseballs, which wouldmake the seat drop and dump me into the water directly below. I couldsee down the center aisle, as the gates were opened and fair-goersstreamed onto the grounds. Near the head of the crowd was someone Irecognized and was not happy to see. It was Hank Thompson, a guy who mywife had dated before we got married, and who she still spoke aboutadmiringly. He was tall and fit and full of. ”Another nine slaps and by this time they really had began to sting and my uniform/gag was soaking wet but a more pressing concern to me was the slow heat building in my pussy, surely I wasn’t enjoying this? I mean I was normal.“I now have the prefect chance to exercise them. After all you were warned.”For a few seconds I heard nothing except the sound of a case being open and a rattle,“Ahh yes I was looking forward to getting some use out of these.”I wonder what ‘these’ were, nothing good I. On Thursday I got a letter from my husband’s lawyer which informed me that he wanted a divorce as soon as possible. If I agreed he would give me the house and one of the cars plus pay alimony for me and the children. The amount wasn’t too bad; we could live on that until I found a new job. I signed the papers and sent it back to the lawyer. *** My headache was gone and when I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table I saw it was already five in the afternoon and dark outside. It was too.