His dick was rock hard and I placed it between my legsHe went right to work on my bottom and gave me a no nonsense spanking.It was long and hard and I...'m sure my bottom was quite red by the time hefinished. He slid me off his lap and onto the bed. He was still veryexcited so I guess spanking me really turns him on. He told me to rollover onto my stomach, which I did. He removed my panties and my highheels and started to unzip my dress. He got the zipper half way when Istopped him."Don't" I said. "So I opened my mouth and the piss squirted in. I just had to gulp it down. It tasted salty, I had forgotten the taste. I could see that the woman above me was only crouching over the toilet seat. When the flow of piss stopped she sat down properly and looked down at my face once more and spoke (in French)"Lick me now to orgasm, or I shall shit on you."My face was tickled by her pubic hair. I pushed my tongue up and into her cunt and penetrated her vagina. It felt smooth and tight. The woman. I fondled, carressed, pinched, and poked the girl’s body. By the time she was done, I was hard again.I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She followed me out and gestured at the towel, so I let her have it. Gently, she patted me dry, methodically using the entire towel.When I thought that she was about to wrap up, I pushed down on her shoulders. She dropped the towel to the floor, kneeling on it, and obediently began sucking me.I let her take the initiative for a minute or two, but. It meant that Malachar was right, that she was slowly repairing the damage that I’d done to her brain and fixing the black hole that was inside her, which had been caused by years of sexual abuse.“It’d be easiest to grab an elevator and hold it. That way, we can load everything into it all in one shot and then go straight to the parking garage—that’s where the Limo is, Boss. Parking level one,” Brock helpfully informed me.“Okay, let’s do that then,” I agreed.“Hustle up, please. I’m itching to.