As with any pleasure or relief granted to the helpless victims held there, though, this was to be short-lived: within minutes of finally draining her ...ortured bladder through the catheter her kidneys were hard at work refilling it for another cycle.By the end of the evening, poor Lisa was struggling to keep slurping away at the dildo fast enough to stop her bladder refilling when the Mistress in charge suddenly clamped off the flow again. She knew enough to be suspicious when the nose hook and. She rolled back onto her back and continued to finger herself. This time though, she motioned for him to come closer. He came to the edge of the bed, and she met his mouth with hers, pushing her chest out to touch his. He rested his hand on the inside of her firm thighs, and slowly began to creep farther north toward her dripping hole. Annie began to moan, and he took that as his cue to slide his large weathered finger inside her love hole. By now his pants were damp with precum. She sat up on. While the first cock was about average this one was a bit smaller, but had a bigger head. She moved over to the other side of the booth and started to get back to work. I already had my cock out and was jacking off watching the action as my girlfriend swallowed another mans cock. Before I knew it she was standing up and had just swallowed his load. She walked up to me and told me how hot this was and how she was soaking wet and wanted me to fuck her. She pulled her tits out of her shirt to try. Now dinner was very interesting. My mother failed to tell me Mr. Brennan’s twenty-two-year-old son Greg that looked a lot like a younger version of his father, had been invited to dinner too. Damn, if he wasn’t just as charming. I could see my mother smiling as she watched me drool over this guy. I did the girly thing and ask my mother to accompany me to the restroom.“Mom, why didn’t you tell me he had a son and Mr. Brennan was bringing him tonight?”My mother started primping in the mirror, “He.