- My husband and my kid are still at home (she said as we stopped at a red light)- I see, so what are we gonna do then? (I asked curiously)- Don’t w...rry they’re leaving for a couple of weeks on a vacation to my husbands parents in another country. Were gonna have the whole place for ourselves (She said happily)- Oh, okay (I said smiling back at her)Holy shit! What a relief! - I was going to ask you to stay with me the entire time they’ll be gone, but won’t your parents be worried? (She asked me. "That's disgusting, please don't make me eat my own shit," she begged."Too bad slut, you shouldn't dish it out if you can't take it," Mike replied forcefully as he pulled her head back onto his cock - shit and all.After we had cleaned those cocks to their satisfaction we were spun around again face to face on our knees. That is when the ass-fucking really got started. They pounded our asses for what seemed like hours as we both cried in pain - still being forced to endure it all without a drop. Please may I go to the toilet? Please Master? I can’t go on; I need to use the bathroom. Please don’t Master. Please don’t put your fingers in me. I know I’m your pet, your star pupil, your little schoolgirl Cum Girl. I know I said I needed you, that I want you, that I want you to take me home, that I want you to fuck me and that I want you to relieve me of my virginity. Yes, I want you to make me into a woman, but I really need the toilet Master.No, please don’t stop Master. I’m sorry. 'And I shouldn't have bothered to speak. I thought he'd freeze. I was too slow.' His voice held self-loathing. Martínez moved a hand dismissively.'And I should have tried harder to understand her and foreseen that she'd be too impetuous. If there is blame to be shared we will share it equally.' It was a formal absolution and relief washed through me. The door opened and a hostess came in. She served me and put a pack of Fortuna and a Zippo on the arm of my chair. Martínez shifted in his seat.