"Oh, I'm sure you're good", was all she said. But what did she mean, I wondered. Was she saying it like, "I know you're good, you've been boring a h...ole in my right ass check since we left" or was it a sarcastic "yeah right you're good, this can't be comfortable for you" kind of statement. As I pondered this for a second or two she said, "why did you stop?" I really didn't know what she was talking about for a second, then I knew. "Huh?" , I said, trying to think of what to say to that. . Her first words to me were,"You like watching me pee? Come over and take a closer look."I knelt and put my chin on the toilet seat; she grabbed my hair and suddenly lifted her legs spraying my face with urine. She laughed at her trick and then told me to clean her, I reached for the paper, but she slapped my hand away and told me to use my tongue. The taste was so acrid and vile I thought I might heave, but the humiliation was so erotic I wanted more. As I knelt beside her, I told her about. The woman straddling my face was also starting to orgasm I could feel her pussy tightening with excitement all of a sudden she lifted up off of my face began rubbing her clit with her fingers and then moaned loudly as she squirted her pussy juice all over my face and breasts. It was an amazing feeling having a woman squirt like that I’d never had anything like that happen to me before, the excitement of it all was just to much for me and I had another orgasm myself. Just as my second orgasm was. On discovering that he was sucking on the business end of his own pistol, he pissed himself.Betsy’s eyes had never left his.In a soft voice, she said, “Go! Before I kill you.”There was no doubt in anyone’s mind, that Betsy was more than willing to kill the man. He fled into the night, his mouth bleeding from where his front teeth had once been.Throughout the entire confrontation, the young woman Betsy was protecting, had remained on the ground. She had been unable to move, paralyzed with fear..