“Now for the interesting part,” said Natalie. “Sit still whilst I put these hoods on you.” She pulled a hood down over my head, so that it cam... half way down my face, but left my eyes, mouth and nostrils clear. Then she produced a mass of leather straps and steel buckles – I realised it was a horse’s bridle – and it was going on us. Natalie placed it over my head, tightened up the various straps and then fitted a bit in my mouth. Both handlers knelt in front of us and put on short leather boots. I looked at them, and said, slowly, piss slow. I want to drink it all. Here it comes bitch, one said, as a stream of yellow nectar shot from the head of his cock. The guy in my cunt, blasted the walls of my cum filled cunt. I swallowed as piss ran down my legs soaking my stockings. God ,I thought, this is nasty and wonderful. Take this piss, you nasty bitch, the guy behind me yelled. You dirty slut, take all this piss the last guy said, as he washed my face and hair. I drained the juice from. I held myself inside her for a long time, grunting with pleasure as Kira began to calm down. She smiled at me before kissing me. “I really needed that,” she said and grinding her body against me. “I can tell,” I replied and laughed at her. “You have no idea,” she said in a serious tone, “Reynold has no knowledge on how to please a woman.” “And I do?” I asked, she laughed and kissed me. “You certainly pass test,” she answered and unsaddled me. “If only I met you sooner.” “Is he not. The hot tub's cover was folded on the patio's deck. Bobbi Jo and Sam were getting into the tub. They had lit a candle, another treasure from Bobbi Jo's mysterious cache. In its flickering he could see they were naked.Steve hugged the wall, slowing his breath. The candle's glow accented the curves of their breasts, silhouetted their bodies, made shifting, hypnotic patterns on the water. When Sam grasped the sides of the tub and slid under to her neck, she looked like she was slipping into.