My master must have caught the sound of my sigh and glared at me.“Why are you so happy? Glad that the river is frozen and we can’t use it? Well it... is only going to make your life worse. I want you to piss on the thin-sheet of ice till it melts. If it does not melt by the time you have finish pissing, you are not going to like what I am going to do to you next.”He inserted his finger into my pussy to retrieve my panties and the metal balls from last time and said,“Open your mouth now.”I opened. I growl as the pressure builds, my release moments from erupting. I throw Kathleen to the floor keeping my hand in her hair as I yank her head back. I barely even get my hand around my cock to relieve the pressure before it sprays Kathleen in a shower of cum. A primal roar tears from my throat as I jerk myself furiously unloading my seed.Kathleen lays limp at my feet with a smile as I do my best to regain my breath. My body is slick with sweat and cum as a testament to my passion for this. ”I had to let go of my clit to change my pad and bring Sophie into view, “I was waiting for you but sort of got carried away when I took a look up my pussy.”“Well, don’t stop on my account. My brush is too small to do the same as you, I gotta go and find something.” Then she disappeared.I slowed the fucking of my pussy and let go of my clit, I didn’t want to make myself cum until she was back. When she came back in view, she held two aerosol cans, they were large with rounded domed lids. “I’ve. Like I was saying, we have done this enough times that it should be like singing in the shower or playing your instrument blindfolded.”“Ms. Guthrie, head ‘em on out.”I sat down next to Jennifer, but Isabel was right behind us with Rose.Ten minutes into the trip, I felt her hand on mine. I looked over and she was in tears. I sang quietly to her.Not every man canbuild his dream houseNot every manhas big words to sayAble men keepthis world turnin’For the rest of usmaking our waySome of the singers.