We run out of wine and you tell me you have a bottle of champagne. We begin to get tipsy and the talk turns to sex and previous lovers - and what turn... us both on. I tell you I was once at a friend’s house and caught his mother masturbating (she didn't see me) and ever since then I have been really turned on watching women masturbate. You leave the room and after 5 minutes I hear you asking me to come up to your bedroom. When I get upstairs you are lying on the bed masturbating. "Sit down"I do. She didn't give a shit who they were, what they looked like. Her eyes were fixed on their crotches. All she wanted was what lurked behind the front of their pants. And she was going to get it."Take your cocks out," she said. "Do you want me to do all the work?"They unzipped, fumbled inside for their hard pricks. Trish caught her breath as the first one flashed out into the open. It was a real monster, long and hard and as thick as a baby's wrist.She held out one hand, palm turned upward, and. Grnnnn!" half a dozen little pellets of shiny wet shit exploded like machine gun fire into the bowl, then another jet of now dark brown liquid. And then the master piece! A long, long wet turd started to snake out of Helen's shit hole. "Wow Helen, is it ever going to stop.? My God... you should see this!"As the p*o continued to snake out of her, Helen moved and positioned herself in a squat over the bowl so she could peer down between her own thighs.Both girls giggled loudly.When Helen was done. "So, are you going to tell him everything?" Melinda asked Sandra. Sandra could hear some nervousness coming from Melinda's voice."Yes. I think it's maybe for the best that I tell them everything we did."Melinda looked unhappy about it, but after all the things she had seen and heard about Sandra's parents this evening, she was hoping for the best. For some reason, she was still sure that Sandra's dad would get mad at her, but at the same time, she was also sure that he wouldn't be as mad about.