Ruth's Therapy - S01 E97

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Ruth's Therapy - S01 E97

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 97

Kneeling before him on the hard tiles caused her rectum to flex and stretch. The dull ache she felt was a reminder of the fucking she'd just taken. It was like a trophy for her debauched performance.

"Please, Sir. Let me," she said softly.

Ruth took the liberty of deftly opening his trousers and releasing his cock. She thought it a good specimen -- perhaps a healthy size when hard, though he seemingly could manage only a half erection. Her instinct was to wrap a hand around. She was tempted to stroke it to full size but resisted. His piss would flow more easily if he was half-hard.

"You want this?" he asked, still dressed in his suit. "You are a dirty girl."

"I want to be dirty for you."

Experienced now, confident thanks to her deviant therapy, Ruth gently lifted his cock so that his stream would land directly on her face. Hoping that his bladder was full, she smiled up at the stranger. The look of amazement on his face was all the reward that Ruth needed. Wishing to invite him into the dirty act, she opened her mouth with the head of his cock only inches away.

"I have to," he grunted. "Oh, fuck..."

His shaft twitched. Then the hot golden fluid burst from his tiny hole and blasted fresh onto her pale face. The once conservative woman always enjoyed the power of a cock and the sure soaking of a golden shower. And she was impressed by the power of his stream. She could feel it gushing through his urethra. It was even splashing onto his expensive trousers. Quickly, she directed the flow into her gaping mouth -- the taste was acrid after the wine but Ruth was delighted by it all the same. Enough to swallow a little taste.

"Oh, jesus..." he moaned.

Wanting to really impress the older man, the married woman easily directed his piss blast up her face and onto her hair. Why not get soaked so she could drip with piss - as a true submissive should? He had a full bladder but no control and Ruth moved fast to give herself a proper shower. Then she moved the stream down her face, into her mouth and then onto her heaving tits.

"Oh my, you are a dirty girl."

She made sure to cover them fully. Criss-crossing his still powerful flow, she smiled up at the stranger as she bathed her firm, sexy body in the stinky, acrid piss. Sheets of golden, stinking piss cascaded down her juggling tits as she reveled in her own wickedness. A golden shower was almost the lowest she could sink as a sub -- and now one of her greatest, secret pleasures. Her lingerie was soaked. Surely ruined but what did that matter?

Ruth waited to show her final trick -- when his flow slowed to the last few drops she bent lower to catch the remnants on her tongue. With another man she'd have cleaned him properly with her mouth. He'd not given permission for that. Still, anything that came from a cock was precious. And she was happy to debase herself for this intriguing stranger.

"Thank you, little girl," he moaned with appreciation. "Now I'll send you home to your husband."

Ruth discarded her piss-soaked lingerie on the floor and showered quickly before setting-off for home. She felt intoxicated after her intense performance. And a little sore with the aching in her holes from the wine bottle. But the evening's play had left her more horny and she was already eager to see her husband. There'd be no fucking but a long session of cock-sucking would be perfect.