"—Thanks, Sweetie! I was wondering if you'd be able to give me a lift to my Dance Aerobics class this evening. I know it's short notice and I'll get...a cab if you're busy." —No, that should be okay! What time?" —Brilliant! Say, seven o'clock. Thank you—you're a star!"Alan Ayre went back to his computer. He was a writer and worked from home, so he had no trouble accommodating his friend's request. Sarah Bishop was not just his friend, she was the wife of his oldest friend, Kevin. Alan saw the. She was really getting into the way he was talking dirty to her, especially in his southern accent. She hooked the heels of her stiletto shoes into the sheets of the bed and used the leverage to angle her pelvis in such a way that each of Don’s thrusts would rub across her clit as he slammed into her. “That’s right, you hot little slut … tell me how much you love my cock,” he said in a more sexually aggressive tone that sent shivers straight through her pussy. “Come on … tell me.” “I fucking. You are welcome pissbucket Max responded " now go get the mop & clean up the piss on the bathroom floor" yes sir his stepmom responded obediently.Chapter 5After Joyce had cleaned up the piss on the floor , he had Joyce stinking of his pee stand beside Bill as Pops filmed scene 2 , Carol had some of his cum still on her face all crusty & shit so Max had her kneel in the bathtub as he peed all over his moms face & tits but not her hair. Covered in piss . He decided to have both moms stand on. “You’ve got a really hairy chest,” he said quietly, placing his palm lightly in the center of my broad chest. His hands were soft and warm and I felt an almost electric shock at his touch. Phil’s eyes suddenly widened and he jerked his hand back like he’d just touched red hot iron. His face turned crimson and he turned his head to avoid my gaze. The way he’d felt the hair on my chest and his fearful reaction, all but confirmed my suspicions. My eyes roamed over his pale nearly hairless upper.