Big Mistake!Trisha could not believe her eyes. This two-former actually came to school with non-regulation knickers beneath her skirt, which, Trisha w...s musing, was a little frayed on the hem."Was that a blue pair of knickers I glimpsed beneath your skirt, little girl?" was all she said but in a very menacing way."Please, Miss," stuttered Ursula who was shocked and shamed to be found out. She had not bothered to open the new undergarment pack in her uniform set this morning and just used her. At this point she was in a tight hug with me and he oranges are being crushed by my strong chest. I can also feel a very soft part of her rubbing against my cock.She was making a moaning sound every time I adjust my front part around that soft area. I held her by her buttocks and pressed her hardly against my throbbing cock. All along we were completely dressed and that's the only bad part of this play.Realizing that I was getting restless, she turned around with her hips to my front. She said. “Mom ... I need to pee,” I warned her, but she winked at me and knelt to open her mouth wide.“Do it. Piss down my throat ... I’ll swallow it all, I promise you!” Mom assured me and I couldn’t stop myself from doing so.I whizzed down my own mother’s gullet, watching in utter shock as she gulped down every last fucking drop of my piss ... her son’s piss. She rose for a moment, ran to the john, turned on the faucet, and gargled loudly enough for all to hear. Then I heard brushing, of course,. He felt her movement as tiny pebbles moving around his chest. "What are you doing?" he asked softly."I'm torturing you. I'm digging up your chest. Pretty soon it will be bloody from all my digging. Do you mind terribly? The wounds will be mostly superficial, though."She pulled herself up and softly kissed him on the lips. Pete wrapped his arms around her back and squeezed tight, mashing her breasts against his chest. As she did, she made soft noises deep in her throat and then frowned."What's.