It was a tense moment.
Time had stopped.
Ron stood up and did not move an inch. He froze from paralysis and couldn't think of what to do. He had been caught red-handed watching two women piss.
No amount of explanation could get him out of this situation. He did not, however, look back.
Karl stood there right behind Ron, waiting for him to look back.
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Silence continued.
Cold breezes of air could be heard as they made the nearby trees move in multiple directions.
Karl had given up on his patience now and decided to break the silence.
"I think you forgot something."
Ron was surprised; of all the people who could've been behind him, it was someone he knew. Worse, it was someone he was living with.
What would Ron say to Liana if she got to know about what was happening here in the fields?
Ron quietly turned back and looked at Karl.
"How much did you see?"
He asked.
"Everything."
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"Look, Karl... It's not what it looks like."
He said. He was taking in very small breaths, and the intensity of breaths kept increasing each second.
Ron was scared. Scared for his life. Scared for his family. Scared for his marriage.
"It was... It was."
He kept stuttering on his words as he could not come up with any explanation for his behavior.
Karl grabbed his shoulders harder and looked directly into his eyes.
"It's okay, Ron. Every man has his needs that need to be fulfilled. I can see this is how you let out your desires."
Ron was shocked. He had always hated himself for this fetish he had. He always thought people would disgust him for this and hate him.
But to accept Ron. To accept this part of him.
"You don't think this is disguising."
"Look, Ron."
Karl kept staring directly into his eyes.
Karl faked it as much as possible to increase trust and mutual respect. Karl did not hate this fetish he had. It was not a problem for him. Karl was a crazy degenerate himself. That's why he had decided to make everyone true to themselves and their fantasies.
"It's okay."
Ron was speechless. He could not say anything. Tears formed in his eyes, but he tried to keep them inside.
Being understood and accepted was an amazing feeling. To belong was an amazing feeling.
Karl hugged Ron. As Ron started to tear up and drop some more tears.
After a while of their acceptance, Karl gave the lunch box to Ron. Just as he was about to leave, a group of seven women arrived there.
They were not much older than 24, and they went and sat side by side. Each of them wore a skirt and brought a bowl with them.
They sat side by side and pulled down their panties all at once.
Ron and Karl decided to stay because the girls had arrived before they could leave.
A stream of pee left from each of the girl's pussies and landed in the bowl.
Karl continued to watch them.
Ron, however, pulled out his dick hurriedly and started beating his dick to it. It made him feel aroused.
The pleasure he got from it was amazing. He could not resist it. Watching seven girls piss was a jackpot to him.
It seemed to Karl that this was a routine to him.
A smirk appeared on Karl's face.
I have an amazing idea.
The smirk kept increasing and increasing until his face was warped into a weird, ugly face.
He could not keep it in. This plan, this idea he had. It was so fascinating.
Ahh, how bad would they fall? How far would Ron fall into Lust?
The women soon completed their business and left while Ron continued to masturbate.
After a few minutes, Ron realized that everyone had left, and the only one left there was Karl. Karl, who was watching him while he continued to beat his meat.
He quickly put his dick back into his pants and stood up.
"Alright, I think I'll get back to work now."
Ron said as he took the lunch box and started walking towards the agricultural fields.
"Yeah, sounds good. I'm planning to look for some work too."
"If you want, you can help me in the fields."
He responded.
"No, I wouldn't want to disturb you with your work. I'll find something I enjoy."
Ron was embarrassed. He thought what Karl meant by 'work' was his fetish and not actual work.
They soon passed the fields and said their goodbyes.
Karl passed by the church again and took notice of it. There was a church priestess who was watering the plants in front of the church.
She wore a black nun outfit and had long white hair. She had green eyes. She had extremely large breasts but not a very large ass; however, they did have a perfectly round shape to them.
The outfit she wore was extremely tight and highlighted all her curves.
Karl was now curious and wanted to talk. He started walking in her direction.