Max climbed back in, his cock now half erect as he held it again in one hand. He covered a watery belch with one hand and smiled down at her again.

"We'll start again, bitch."

He was positioned, his legs far apart on either side of her piss-stained belly. Her tits rested like two mountains on her heaving chest. His balls were high and tight, pressing hard against his dick root. What was he going to do, mouth fuck her? He'd wanted her to suck him off many times before, but somehow Linda had managed to avoid it, providing a hot-running cunt to satisfy the trucker's need.

"Open your fuckin' mouth," Max threatened, holding one hand up as if to slap her.

Linda closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. With each inhale her tits raised and slapped together. They were so sore, like they always got when she was aroused. Aroused? The thought shot through her confused brain like lightning. Could it be that she was turning onto this? Had she sunk this low in life?

"I said open that fuckin' mouth of yours or I'll break your damn jaw."

Feeling her clit tingling, the woman did as she was told.

The piss started. Max directed the center of the stream along her lips, moving it to her tongue, down to her chin, then back up to her nose and eyes.

"Uh… unnnghbh…" Linda grunted like a wounded animal.

The stink spread like a sickening fog. Piss spattered her forehead, wetting down the hairs along the sides of her face. She wanted to draw back but couldn't. The cuffs pinned her arms helplessly back while the ropes held her ankles together firmly. She was trapped, helpless under this man, and yet a willing prisoner. For even as the piss splashed all over her body and face, she could feel her pussy creaming. Her clit was swollen to the bursting point. God help her, she was actually enjoying this!