If that makes any difference.? ?Yeah?.I guess?..I would rather be chained.? ?Okay kid, I understand.? So, Chris became the first (and only, to date) l...ad who requested chains for the walk to the unnamed room where he had an appointment. Not the first, I might add, who had ultimately needed bondage, but the first to request it. I wondered whether pride was a factor, whether he wanted everyone to know this final walk was not taken voluntarily. If so, he was brave to be thinking about. I sucked. I pushed my tongue deep into your ass and you moaned. My face was slick from your juices. I stood up and said, "I've got to fuck you now." You moaned and said, "Put your c-c-cock in me." I did and it was warm, inviting and wet. We looked deeply into each other eyes and we both said, "I love you so much." We didn't move for a blissful moment. You flexed your Kegel muscles around my hard cock. I could feel every part of your cunt and my cock was being hugged and caressed. We fucked very. ”Instantly, three men joined him before a cloudburst of piss cascaded all over me. It was fuckin’ incredible. Naturally, I also imbibed as much of the yellow nectar as I could manage.After the last trickle of piss had ended, it became clear that Dale would henceforth be my tour guide in this cesspool of carnality.Next, with me soaked in piss, Dale led me over to the wooden structures on the back wall. “Come on, buddy, let’s warm up your tuck-box for an afternoon of gratification,” he then. “Of course you can borrow it. Rich will help you make the flyers,” Cheryl said.Smiling at the other woman appreciatively, Abby said, “I figure I’ll charge about ten dollars an hour. It will be three dollars an hour more than what I make at the Taco Emporium.”“What’s going on at the Taco Emporium?” Cheryl asked.Shaking her head in disgust, Abby said, “Things aren’t so good there. December first the fat tax kicked in. Our prices also went up because of the increase in corn prices. That damned.