She told me that it was dream of her friend Nandita and herself, that one day if someone drinks their piss… they both would dominate that person and...would like to play then the Slave and Mistress game. But they never got a chance then both got married and were busy in their routine line.Now as this is an opportunity to her, she thought of trying this with me. She then said as now you ready to drink her piss, she wanted me to be her slave and dominate me, I said yes madam. I asked how and where. As I start the tug I try hard to concentrate on keeping my pussy tight. It is not easy with it vibrating in my crotch. Having my knees spread apart with that bar between them does not help. I can feel the sweat pour off my forehead as I manage to get about two feet. I can feel the vibrator slip a little. As I take the next step a wave of pleasure washes over me. Pulling on my nipple is not enough as I shove one in my mouth.Got to keep going. One more stepEP! Another orgasm washes over and fades. .. Please t ... t ... t ... take us back inside. Please leave my granddaughter out of this." She whispered, knowing the implications of her answer.Gabe cut the tape binding them to the swing and led the procession back to the diner. The front door was still open, and the bikers rode right into the diner. As the riders got off, they pulled back and raised each one on the center-stands on the oak floor.Before Gabe dismounted, he sat there and extended his hand to lend his support to Ginny as she. Round blooming thighs of plush skin, thickly nestling a bush between her legs spilling beyond a pink thongs edges. Big belly, extroverted navel, smooth skin and the glory basket above. Oh, great big full breasts with nipples slightly darkened, large round, firm, flawless, nipples luring forth full and sucker like, pinkish flesh slowly recessing into skin tone. A single strode, I moved toward her grasping her jaw in my teeth, tickling kisses down her bosom, round her fleshy banks. I sucked a.