I was stationed in Georgia, and was chatting online. Met this one guy in his late 40s who didn't seem gay, and was willing to pay me to go to Savannah...to go on his yacht and have a great time. I was nervous on my trip there. I ended up going and, meet him on his huge boat. It was just unbelievable. So that night we went out, and he got me absolutely plastered. I was absolutely drunk when he mentions to me if I wanted to go back to the yacht for some fun. I said sure and we both walked back to. “That’s enough,” she yelled into the silence because Jeff had just stopped.Both Morales and Jeff laughed, and Jasmine stuck her tongue out at the men. Seconds later, Christine and Ashley came inside the area. “Was he actually banging those pans together?” Christine asked as she nodded at the pans in Jeff’s hands.“Loud enough to wake the dead,” Morales assured her. “You didn’t hear anything?”Ashley shrugged. “Just Selina and Arlene talking over by the chickens, but certainly nothing from in. She placed a hand on my shoulder, her other in mine as we started to sway like junior high teenagers. Her body felt small against mine and I was careful to keep my hand on her lower back and not venture any further, however much I desired to. I could feel all of the alcohol I’d consumed throughout the night swirling around in my brain. Suddenly, for no explainable reason whatsoever, I felt brave. I bent my head down to say something into her ear, “You’re very pretty,” I managed, mentally. Mom told me to pee inside her and told me that she had to pee too. She even laughed about it not being our bed. So I peed inside my mother’s pussy and washed all of my cum out of her. I even felt her pee flowing around my cock and down my balls. We both agreed that that was almost as exciting as fucking.Mom and I took a shower, got dressed, unlocked the door, and were walking out of that fraternity house arm in arm. I didn’t see my friend but a few of the college girls sure gave Mom and I the.