I moved the stream down again, slowly and teasingly. I aimed for Dottie's mons. Piss was splattering all over Betsy, she grunted, I think that meant t...hree minutes. I aimed for Betsy's head, letting the pee drip down into Dottie's crotch. I moved the stream up Betsy's back, and walked around to behind her, washing the cream from her crotch. But I didn't want to cheat, so I quickly moved back around front so she could see the pee. I squatted down over Dottie's head, facing down towards Betsy.. There was something about him. He was all man, so self-assured. So, just as he was walking by, she elbowed her books off the table. Hearing them drop, John turned and helped her retrieve them off the floor. "Thank you. I'm Martha Charlap." John Pezzimenti here."For a moment it was awkward, then Martha asked, "Would you like to eat with me?"Soon they were going out one night a week, which was all the time John was free. John was surprised one Friday night, as he was pulling out of a parking lot,. I was hesitant at first and I didn’t do it. She said you better do it or I’ll have to make you do it.I said I can’t do it. So she held both my balls firmly and started to slap and squeeze them. In pain, I immediately started licking her ass as fast as possible. She was quite turned on and was moaning and telling “lick me fast” while she was lightly squeezing my nuts.Now she lowered her pussy to my tongue and told me to tongue fuck her and make her orgasm. I worked on her pussy with my tongue. Infuriatingly he moved it slowly down the inside of her legs, teasing her more as her pussy throbbed and her clit pulsed rapidly. Frustration was building as quickly as her orgasm, spiralling through her, tendrils of passion reaching and stretching throughout her trembling body. She wanted his hard cock pumping into her, driving her full speed to her ultimate finish line. But she got that he needed, wanted to take his time pleasuring her, tasting her and adoring her. She felt a rush of.