She was almost ready to explode when the vibrator turned on as the door opened at her floor and she grabbed her crotch with one hand to try and keep it in while she waddled down the hallway. She knocked on the hotel room, praying that Jessica would open it quickly. Jessica did, but then she stepped out and closed the Fucking door behind her. “What are you doing?” Mo begged. “I need to pee!” sexy Jessica just grabbed Mo’s hand and led her down the hallway. She pulled Mo into the small room that contained the ice machine and a couple of vending machines. Jessica took the shopping bag from Mo’s hand to check that she had bought everything on the list, ignoring Mo’s desperation. Jessica nodded with satisfaction, then took one of the plastic buckets for ice and set it on the tiled floor. “You can piss now,” Jessica said, indicating the bucket. Mo was too frantic to care that someone might walk in on them. She reached down to pull off her thong, only for Jessica to stop her. “Those stay on.” Mo shot Jessica an evil glare, but she squatted down over the bucket. It was then that Jessica turned the vibrator up to its highest setting. cock Mo couldn’t help herself, her bladder released and a huge orgasm ripped through her. The aftershocks where still making her shiver and moan when she finally stopped peeing, the bucket beneath her half full of yellow liquid. Mo’s thong was completely soaked, and her thighs were wet with urine. Jessica handed Mo back the shopping bag and said, “Come along, lets go get you cleaned up. You’re a mess.” “And who’s fault is that?” Mo asked indignantly as she stood up and followed Jessica out of the ice room. “Don’t forget your piss,” Jessica told her. “You don’t want to leave that for the cleaning staff.” Face burning, Mo walked back to their hotel room carrying the shopping bag and ice bucket full of urine. For 22 years I didn't know what was in our basement. My father had always kept the door locked and my younger sister and I were always told never to go down there so we didn't. We'd often hear noises like screams or groans coming from there too but as younger kids those were just kind of scary and helped push away any curiosity of what was down there. Our mom had passed away not long after my sister was born and Dad never remarried, there were plenty of women who would come and go but none of them ever committed to him. One summer I was home from college, I found myself in the house alone and black spotted the basement key sitting on the kitchen counter, it was always on an over-sized red plastic key fob but that was sitting beside the key, broken and removed from the chain. I stared big at the key for what felt like forever then slowly picked it up. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the door, my hands shaking as I turned the lock, each click of it's action seeming louder and my hands were shaking. He felt her relax in her sleep. “The headmaster told me you were a captive of our merciful and kindly monarch, yet you seem to operate with autonomy.” I simply Fucking nodded and replied, “Yea, okay.” Fortunately I was able to haul the hay over to the feeder before damn thing broke, I will need it by tomorrow though. She was afraid she would be lost to her desire for him. I could feel her pussy grabbing for my dick to come in deeper. "John black is bound to be home soon. What if they didn't care about trees burning like big Aingeal claimed they would? I’ll need a towel to wipe off my hand.” I tasted the salty flavor cock her precum. At that, Dave jerked his hand free and leapt back a few paces to give himself some breathing room. Alicia threw her head back in pleasure ensuring that there was not a single sound that escaped her lips as she drew closer to orgasm. She continued to lay her body on top of mine feeling my Throbbing cock press against sexy her belly.