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"Im glad you e back, Mistress," Jason whispered, his voice more controlled. Michelle knew he wasn quite sure that it was his wife who now stood over him; theyd never had a third play their games with them, but Jason was forever anticipating that day. However, his wife knew he would be perfectly content with Michelle and only Michelle until the end of their days, if that was her wish. Since she was now directing him to draw another person into their game, Jason felt more free to fantasize about the possibilities. Michelle liked that. His imagination kept him aroused and inspired, and little asian models it would serve him very well in his role. "Mistress?" Jason whispered, still pumping his hips against the cool kitchen air. His arms, stretched up above him along the floor, were tied at the wrists and secured to a hook drilled inside one of the bottom cabinets. He flexed his biceps and rolled his shoulders, then suddenly he little asian models thrust his head little asian models sideways to try to make contact with Michelles ankle once again. Mercilessly, she lifted the foot out of his range. Pointing her toes, she kicked him sharply in the temple. "Ah!" he cried, surprised and pleased and in pain. "Thank you, Mistress." "Shut up and open your mouth," Michelle growled, squatting a little. Jason obediently pointed his nose straight up toward the ceiling and opened his mouth wide. His cock little asian models throbbed stiff against his abdomen, so wet at the tip. He knew what was coming. "You will get two seconds to swallow, got it?" she asked, squatting more. Jason merely trembled his head in a motion that vaguely resembled "yes", while he remained open-mouthed and ready. With a great sloppy burst, Michelles piss erupted. In a split-second it drenched Jasons entire head, neck little asian models, shoulders, and chest. Almost immediately, using a hand to little asian models separate her cunts folds, she got it under control. A nice heavy gush of piss roared like a firehose from her crotch to his face, into his overflowing mouth. Grunting, she stopped and counted, "One-thousand one, one-thousand two," while he closed his mouth and gulped her urine down. Then she gushed piss into his mouth again. Again she stopped little asian models and counted the two seconds while he swallowed. His cock, fully purple now, beat in time with his heart and leaked more pre-cum, which oozed down toward his belly-button and the pool of piss which was collecting there. Michelle couldn wait to see Karen licking it up some day.