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Carsse the pis whore

... prompted. “We could have been arrested!” Cassie insisted. “But they all used condoms unlike your little escapade,” Marjory observed. “Oh god,” Cassie sighed. “I took a swab from the ball gag and had it analysed and luckily it seems like you got away with it this time,” Marjory explained, “But if you’re going to have sex with my Tom then I am afraid it is safe sex or none at all.” “Look, there is no way in the world I am having sex with Tom,” Cassie insisted. “So you’re walking home barefoot naked except for your raincoat?” Marjorie enquired, “Surely one more cock won’t make any difference will it.” “Ok, if that’s what it takes,” Cassie agreed. They stepped through the garden gate which Marjory locked behind them, more a door than a gate as the wall was over eight feet tall, but Marjory went to the large brick built garden shed rather than the kitchen. The floor and lower walls were tiled with white tiles, shower heads hung from the ceiling at one end and clothes hooks and a bench filled the other end, “Our wet room,” Marjory laughed and pointed to a large drain in one corner, “All mod cons!” “What do you mean?” Cassie asked. “It’s obvious surely,” Marjory suggested as she slipped off her raincoat to reveal she too wore only a black leather underbust corset under it and she stepped towards the wall and swung a chair into the middle of the room a chair with a toilet seat, but cut away at the front. Cassie stared, she had simply not realised. “What?” Cassie asked. “Slip your ...

... coat off and lie down,” Marjory suggested, “I want to pee in your mouth, in your hair, over your cunt darling.” “And I get a shower afterwards, some proper food?” Cassie asked. “And Tom’s cock,” Marjory promised. “Ok, if I must,” Cassie agreed. Marjory was surprised at Cassie’s acquiescence but she watched as Cassie stripped off her corset and lay down allowing Marjory to position the chair over her. Marjory sat spread her legs slightly and relaxed and a dribble of piss trickled down onto Cassie’s breasts, but quite suddenly Marjory felt Cassie’s hot breath on her pubes as her tongue sought out Marjory’s pussy, Marjory helpless emptied her bladder as Cassie tried to get it all in her mouth then in a flash Cassie was on her feet and french kissed Marjory pushing Marjorie’s piss back into her mouth. “Frig me darling, fist me!” Marjory pleaded, “Oh fuck I’m going to cum!” Cassie felt a surge of emotion, Marjory was in her power, she liked it, her fist deep in Marjory’s cunt, her left nipple in Cassie’s mouth as she squeezed Marjory’s right nipple with her free hand and Marjory was completely helpless lost in orgasmic delight. They sat on the bench afterwards too embarrassed to speak, “We ought to shower,” Marjory suggested. They went into the house somewhat sheepishly, Marjory took Cassie to the spare bedroom where her clothes were laid out and promised to call her for supper. Cassie lay on the bed, she smiled, she knew she had Marjorie exactly where she wanted her, and then the ...