Mom was right about one thing, it did make me feel sexy. I spent a good fifteen minutes twisting and turning in front of the mirror before I removed t...e negligee and put it away.After cleaning up the kitchen, I decided that I would fix a nice dinner for my brother and me. I looked through the cupboards, found a jar of pasta sauce and a box of spaghetti. I read the instructions, realized that it wouldn't take that long to prepare and decided to wait until later to start.At about three in the. I Like some people to make me do stuff. I don't know why, but I know that's how I am. I like to have my hands tied and to have some powerful woman piss on me, and if that happens, then I want more of it. I love that so much, I don't know what to do..." Ida reached out and held my hand..."Ida. I'm not going to cry about this, but when I'm on my knees in front of the toilet, and some guy has his dick out, in my face, and I know that he is going to piss all over me, yeah, in my face, in my fucking. " I replied."They will score the ride after they look at the videotape." She said."Thanks, I don't really care that much about the score. How is the clown?" I asked."He's fine, he wants to see you." She said."Take me to him?" I said.She took me to the medical area. He was sitting on a cot. He smiled. "Thanks for helping out there. You are in my body, I'm assuming you were in this body before." No, I was a spectator, never ridden before. I've seen enough events to know how things work. I'm just. ’You smile back and say that you have noticed me too.Under the table I slide my hand on to your knee.“You are so sexy, you’ve been turning me on like crazy”You blush slightly, but smile.I move round beside you and slide an arm around your shoulder, stroking the back of your knee I kiss you softly on the lips.I feel you flush, and become red as the bulge in the front of my trousers presses in to your leg.“I’m at work” you whisper, “I can’t”I slide my hand up to your thigh, and stoke the inner.