USE THECUMBAG-URINAL!!..Oohh YESSSS!..PISS THE PIG!!..Oohyeeaa...h...MORE!..PLEASE!..PISS ON THE SLUT!!!..."Cumbag whined around the tasty shower. " Take this, you fucking slut!" some boyshe couldn't see, shouted as he rammed his cock up her tight ass. The gangbangand humiliation began again. Cumbag started to laugh. "Ha, ha, YYEESS! OH GOD,YES! FUCK THE WHORE! FUCK THE WHORE! Oohh yeess, sooo gooood.... Fuck. I have to pay these men their wages out the money. You owe me. They ain't going to wait for your milk toast husband to get back to civilization so they can collect their pay. Now go get your purse and write me a check for the balance owed. Bottom line is we ain't leavin till we get paid."Dejectedly I slanked off to my bedroom to retrieve my purse. Upon picking it up, my ire began to rise. A pep talk was forming in my head. Who does he think he is? I'm still the customer! Independent contractor. Peter hadn't gone soft since watching his daughter lick those fingers clean. They finished their dinner and made their way to the pool. Laura and her friends were waiting. "Glad you decided to join us" she said. The family sat and quickly found their polish hosts arranging themselfs around them. The guys sat between Anna and her daughters. Laura flanked the girls the other side while Sara might as well have sat on Peters knee. Imediately the flirting began and it was obvious who had eyes in. After what seemed like an incredibly long time, I placed my re-chilled fingers back onto that hot, pink surface. Ahhhh! Ooooo! Again, the shock of the cold stimulated and excited me. This time, instead of rubbing up and down, I rubbed in circles. I enjoyed a longer period of stimulation the second time, not wanting my fingers to leave my pussy.But I steeled my willpower and wrenched my fingers away one last time. This constant interuption of clit stimulation was driving my pussy wild. I.