I moved it behind the store bag in the other hand, hemming and hawing about a pet toy for my dog. Before he could reply, I suddenly felt my jock fill ...ith a warm wetness which then leaked down my shaven legs to my flip-flops. I had forgotten about the piss-bag that Master had ordered taped to me under my pink top. He had pressed a button on his phone in South Africa and sent a signal to pierce the bag holding my stale piss. My jock and shorts were soaked; a small puddle had formed under me on. I push hard against your pubic region, and you moan.With slow, long strokes I begin to fuck you. I'm lost in the pleasure of using your body. I wrap my arms around you as I fuck you and pull you close to me, your tits being pressed into my hairy chest. I fuck faster now, and press against you with more urgency.Suddenly I stop moving, and you feel my entire body shiver, and my cock gets even harder and hotter, as I experience my first orgasm without ejaculating. The feeling to you is wonderful,. Touch yourself. Slowly. You’re enjoying this.’ Just playing along. ‘Now, get on the floor and get on your hands and knees.’ Just flowing through. ‘Look back at me while you do that, but close your eyes.’ It’s not real. ‘That’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.’ I’m not… ‘Now open your eyes. Look at me. With lust now.’ …here. ‘Just like that. Oh, baby, you are the best.’ I can go… ‘Now, one final look like you’re having an orgasm. Make noises if you need to. Get into it.’ …with the flow. ‘That was. Then as my eyes adjusted to the gloom I saw the Mexicans, they were all now shamelessly nude, sitting or kneeling in a group, in the middle of this sweating band of brothers I could see some thin grimy buttocks going up and down, each side of them were two slim legs, raised high and back, spread wide apart, they were held in place by six pairs of hands, three to each lithe limb, a pair of hands gripped each foot, knee and thigh, the thigh holders were stroking up the firm silken skin with one.