Swirling the still warm piss around in her mouth as if she were tasting wine, my sweet and cute little nurse then smiled and said, "Oh, no, this certainly isn't Mountain Dew, this is wonderful!" and tilting back her head she drank the remainder of my piss into her mouth.Swirling the still warm piss around in her mouth as if she were tasting wine, my sweet and cute little nurse then smiled and said, "Oh, no, this certainly isn't Mountain Dew, this is wonderful!" and tilting back her head she drank the remainder of my piss into her mouth. Without another word I took the cup from her hand and set it on the small table and staring directly into her eyes began unbuttoning her blouse. Tugging the hem of her blouse from her skirt and spreading it open, her beautiful breasts were exposed to my hungry gaze. I slid the blouse off her shoulders, but rather than completely removing it, I left it half way off her back, letting the white fabric serve as bonds on the young nurses arms. She stood quietly without moving, allowing me to do whatever I chose to do with her clothing. Her breasts were now completely exposed to me and I reached out taking one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and pinching it. "How do you like for your nipples to be pinched, Donna, lightly, or very hard?" She swallowed visibly and closing her eyes breathed her response: "I love for them to be pinched very, very hard!" Tightening my grip on her nipple I clamped down on it with increasing force, twisting it and pulling it out away from her breast, reaching forward with the other hand to perform identical ministrations on her other nipple with my free hand. Donna's head rolled back and her eyes glazed over as I played with her hardening nipples. I could feel them growing longer and longer between my fingers, and by the time I had satisfied myself with the pinching and pulling they had grown nearly an inch long. "Play with them for me Donna, while I remove your skirt," I commanded. With absolutely no hesitation whatsoever, Donna's hands moved to her breasts and took over the pulling and pinching that my hands had begun. Reaching to her waist, I slid the zipper on the side of her skirt downward, unhooking the small clasp and lowering her skirt to the floor. I knelt in front of her, lifting her feet one at a time and removing the skirt from around her ankles. |