Just as the next episode was starting she rushed to the DVD player ejected the disk and quickly placed it back in the holder and into unlocked cabinet... She scrambled into her bed room sitting at her desk. She began drawing. The images of the girl and the hand of that held her unfolded ugly from crayon and pencil. She stopped crying as she drew. Her eyes were wide and dilated; focused and afraid. She drew and drew of nothing but of what she had just witnessed. Sticks was having a nightmare. She went to room I was standing at door she called me inside to bathroom I was excited I went in she was on potty ordered me to sit on floor I did she came near my face and started to piss I tried to get up and she caught my hair obey me or else I’ll doom you I cursing myself sat on floor she started too piss on my face yuck it was hot salty and smelly I hated it I sat there drenched in her piss was feeling soo low and ashamed she sat on poty and started to shit it was soo awkward I couldn’t. I would not be trying that again.After 4 hours of repeated orgasms, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were electric devices and there was no way they would stop, so I had to accept the fact that this was going to go on until Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another hour I had drank so much from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. Well this too had exactly the opposite effect than I wanted because. He licked her face and she sucked his cream-soaked tongue into her mouth, French kissing the dog, adoring the combined sauce of doggy slobber and pussy-cum all blended together.She reached under the big brute and folded her delicate hand around his cock-shaft. The doggy yelped and his iron-hard prick vibrated, thrilling the dog to the core.Tracy had given hand-jobs to plenty of boys in her time, but this was the first that she had held a throbbing dog cock and the naughtiness of it really.