[The young, right hand of Mary reached under Boy and took the tip of the narrow p***s between her thumb and forefinger. It was evident that Jasmine had allowed her this privilege before, for she dexterously pulled back the foreskin as far as the wire allowed and whispered into Boy’s ear.]
“Go ahead, Boy. You’re going to be on the table quite awhile.”
[With Jasmine’s added words of encouragement, Boy’s bladder opened. Mary continued holding the appendage and amused herself by directing the flow. The utility of the table became evident as the excretion splattered onto the shiny surface then gathered into a channel in the middle and gently flowed to the drain at the rear. Just as Boy seemed to maximize the outpouring, Mary playfully gave the command to stop, and watched closely as the naked
