" That got a laugh from everyone.After showering outside, eating breakfast, and getting ready, Wanda said, "Your boss told me that since you were comi...g in late last night or early today, you were not allowed into the office until Monday. There's nothing happening, so just stay away and rest up. This is Friday, enjoy it."I was still tired, so I lay down on the couch with the TV on, and promptly fell asleep. I woke because of a lot of racket going on outside. I looked out the front window to see. “Good morning, lazy one,” said Willa. “Mother must have worn you out; you slept all night.” Girard sat up, trying not to stare at his captor’s naked body. He could smell her sex from where she stood. “Your Mother is a very passionate woman, and she knows how to take her pleasure from a man,” he said. “She has always shown a strange fascination for a male’s seed,” Willa answered. “I still don’t understand it. Come; stand over here,” she motioned, taking a seat on the bench. He stood in front. Even drooping down, it was as big as the fully erect penis Eliza remembered entering her all those years ago. Cripes! What would it be like erect? Was this such a good idea? Why had she volunteered to go first? What would it to do to her arse? “Well, let’s get it stiff and into Eliza,” Samantha remarked in a matter-of-fact way, but the breathiness of her voice betrayed her excitement and anticipation. “Eliza?” wondered Navin. “Well, of course. We’ve got to be sure that it’ll work properly.” “I. Your fingers contradict, they move faster despite your soothing words they rub the insides of me frantically, urgently seeking what they came for.“Piss for me,” you tell me, and the fact that it’s not a question but an order puts pressure on me. I’m not sure I can. I consider it for a second and the thought of it the image it conjures in my mind is enough to encourage me. I concentrate hard and your fingers they’re experts they pause because you know it’s needed. I try to piss with your fingers.