Patty giggled at me one more time as she got out, and went inside her apartment. Mrs. Bedford put the car back into drive and drove off - only not in ...the direction of her house."Where...where are we going?" I asked nervously. "Your house is the other way." Yes, I know," she smiled, while stopping at a traffic light. "We still need to get you some ear-rings to go with the outfits I'm going to have you try on. I was thinking of the ear ring store at the mall." The mall!" I gasped. "I can't go. Can I help?" I was embarrassed, but if I didn't pee soon I was going to end up peeing my pants in front of him. "Yes please." I said. When his fingers were pulling at the knot on my shorts it was hard to stand still. I didn't mind. It just felt like having my dad help me. Then I felt one last pull as the knot came undone and the Velcro ripped open a bit. Thank god. I didn't even care that this man hadn't left yet; I just ripped open the rest, grabbed my doodle and started peeing. I guess he. When his phallus had softened fully, she immediately stomped on him with her bare left foot and squished her pads around deep into his scrotal flesh, savoring his cries and she did so. His balls spread out and she started grasping at them with her bare toes, finally clasping one between and squeezed it until he shouted. She squeezed it two more times and he blurted out two more cries.Then she started toeing along his shaft until his stretching pecker slid firmly between them and she glided the. I ordered. Brandy did it right away. She aimed my piss pipe towards her open mouth and released her grip. She filled her mouth and clamped down and stopped the flow. She swished my piss in her mouth for a minute, like she was at a wine tasting. Mmmmmm. I want it all! She repeated the process till she had drained every last drop of it. She smacked her bottom lip a couple of times with my dick to get the last couple of drops into her mouth. She licked the piss hole dry. my cock began to grow, but.