Just as I started to imagine it in my head. I soon saw it for my own eyes he was using hisfishing pole that he had made. He was facing away from me an...d towards the water. I saw his tight butt facing me and I startedto get hard just looking at him. I tried thinking of something else but then he turned around and I saw his cute face andhis dick just dangling there between his legs and I was hard as hell. Luckily I had jean shorts on which concealed my raggingboner. "Hey look I built a fishing. But some guys sitting across from us noticed and started snickering to themselves. “oh please please, don’t let me piss my jeans right here!” I tried to compose myself but I was shaking inside. Holding both my farts and pent up piss is a lot of effort on all my muscles, I can’t relax at all, let along keep up a conversation with Cyn.FINALLY it’s my stop, I hobbled with my knees together to the exit but every step jiggled by sensitive bladder and bowels and I could feel the warm pee right near. I started to moan and she again put her head back and said "just keep going", and than took my cock back into her welcoming wet mouth. As I felt the moment of orgasm on me I arched my back and my hands left her tits. She pulled hard on my butt and my hips moved forward as I shot my first jet into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed for all she was worth, taking each jet without losing a drop. With my head in her mouth she milked the last drops out of me with her hands and finally put her head. As I thought about it, one came to mind almost immediately - Kara. There was no question in my mind that letting her be in complete control had been a grave error. On the other hand, there was no way I could ever dominate her like her father or her pastor did. It just wasn’t in my nature.The other two were a bit more difficult to work out. I suspected Bethany, since I’d always handled her with kid gloves because of the assault, but I wasn’t sure that’s what she needed from me. Who could the.