.. he was drinking ... and ... he started hitting me," she sobbed.I moved to her and held her in my arms, hoping to calm her."Your room is still just ...as you left it. Why don't I put your things in there? You can stay as long as you want." Thank you, Dal. I was hoping I could count on you. I used just about every last dime I had to get out here. I don't think he'll follow me. I don't think he'd know where to look."She dabbed at her eyes as the tears began to recede and gave me a wrinkled, tired. Taking the lead I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants and reached in and pulled out my almost erect cock.I held my cock there, and Cindy looked down, staring at my engorged length. For I moment I wondered if she was going to get up and leave, but then I watched a wonderful sight. Cindy's face turned from one of shock to a picture of lust. Her eyes lit up and she pursed her lips, running her tongue around her red lips as she stared at my cock. In return my cock twitched in response to her. After cleaning her up we went to bed naked. We started talking romantically. I asked her did you liked the way I did it? She said yes. Then I asked, “I was quite harsh, was it okay?”She said, “Sometimes change is good. After a long time, I had hard sex so I enjoyed it. Listen, darling, I really enjoyed today. Not just because we had good sex but because after sex you treated me romantically and with respect. You took the towel and wiped the water off my body like a gentleman.”“Every girl wants. I could literally do nothing except lay there on the ground behind the Jeep as Scott's boiling hot urine soaked my head, my face, my entire body."Open up, faggot. Now!"It was obvious what Scott wanted of me, and fearing more beating, I did as he wished and opened my mouth. He directed the strong stream of piss up my chest and into my mouth."Drink it."I obeyed. I drank and drank as Scott's urine shot straight into my mouth as I lay helpless at his feet.After his lengthy stream of urine finally.