I’m not into force. What? You think this is some porno movie? You’re not worth prison,” he commented, running a finger along her blushing cheek....“Make me cum, dammit. I’m so close.”“Tsk, tsk, tsk, is that any way to be polite? Tell me what I am first, doctor.”“I’m not going to say it.”A string of drool dripped out of her mouth, landing square into Michelle’s eye socket. She was used to foreign liquids hitting her in the sensitive area. Massa was a kinky guy, always finding a way to spray her. He also had heavy makeup and had done a sterling job.“Would you like a drink, Lucy?” He was trying to be a good host and wanted her to feel relaxed. The truth be known, he couldn’t believe that this was actually happening.“Yes please, red wine would be nice,” Lucy said and sat back on the sofa feeling at ease. This was going to be okay. Mark was being delightful and she didn’t sense any malice or bad intent with him. It seemed real. Mark came in the room with a bottle of French wine and two. I was completely lost in that view. Then she splash water on me and said, “Hey, where are u lost” and then she smiled with that sexy look, and I said nothing, she again splashed water on me and I said, “Madhu, don’t splash water on me or I will do the same.” She said ok and again after some time she splash water on me. I now took pipe and was showering water on her. She was totally wet with water and said, “See, what you have done, all my clothes have become wet, now I have to change them”. She. But not now. I can’t begin to describe the mental state I was in at this time. Without touching my own cock, it was rock-hard, and eight inches with the mushroom head I think everyone has seen. The humiliation, degradation, even shame of sitting on a filthy toilet seat, sucking off a dirty old 4’6 homeless guy with the eighth wonder of the world for a cock, gave me a sexual high unlike any I have ever experienced. I have searched out this same high over and over again. With many variations..