“I think we’ll wait on putting this stuff on you. You need to do your morning chores while I’m in the study for my work. I will not need you. Bu... you have to drink a bottle of piss and cum from the fridge, when you are done with your morning chores.” Ryan said and walked away.Kylie barked sadly and got up off the floor. Dusting the dirt and whatever else that came on her naked body while she was on the floor, she moved to get the dishes done. Her morning chores consisted of: Dishes, sweeping. At midnight, John asked me to be his wife, and I happily agreed. The sunlight streamed in through the window. I kissed him on the cheek. I whispered, "Good morning."He stretched as his eyes fluttered open. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me closer. He kissed my forehead before saying, "Good morning, gorgeous."I smiled, and curled up closer to him. My long hair draped over his arm and pillow. My head was resting on his shoulder, my arm over his torso. "I think, we should make this morning. "Ungggh! Oh, Walter! You bad boy!"The sex-starved mother raised her legs as high as she could, drapingher ankles over his shoulders. Then she frantically started wigglingand humping, pumping her wet pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of hiscock. Walter met her strokes, ramming his cock into her furry fuckopening. Soon the mother and son were humping in rhythmic unison, theirbellies slapping together and the bed springs squeaking as theyfeverishly, hungrily fucked."Still want me to stop, Mum?. She inserted her tongue in my mouth as I kneaded her buttocks. After what seemed like hell of a long time of passionate kissing I slowly made my way downwards , moving from her neck to her boobs and finally to her pussy. All the while Namrata was standing up . I bent down on my knees and started licking her pussy from top of her underwear. Namrata put one of her legs on the chair nearby to give me better access.As I slowly pulled her panty down using my teeth , she removed her shirt . She was.