The yellow liquid ran down the inner side of the vase and filled it up to almost two thirds. As mum was done she asked me if I wanted to lick her clea... or if I’d prefer her pussy being wet from pee. This time I decided to lick her clean and did so. “Now sit down on that couch” Maygan ordered me. I followed her advice. Then she took the filled vase from the floor and handed it to me. “Now drink our nice cocktail, son” I took the vase to my lips and started taking small drafts. I had to be. He was eager to meet his "Jackanese Cousin". I carried my son off the plane, and he was as exhausted as any of us after flying East and crossing the IDL. When Mama rushed up to us, he just reached out for her. Granny-Grandson bonded instantly. My nephew and my son were giggling together before we left the parking lot. My brother told me I had better quit talking like a Yankee.My family, extended family, and the Irwinville Community accepted Gus and our children unconditionally. Fact of the. I don't want him to worry about me.It is only when I sit down I notice how sore my nipples are and that Ifeel a little run down. I think maybe I over did things. I take a coupleof pain killers and then the door bell rings. I see him standing there.That smile makes my pussy melt, fuck he is handsome but I am notcompelled to ride him in quite the same was I was last week. That crazyunbearable sense of horny had gone by the time left last week.I let him in and try not to let him know how much he. I wriggle out of the red satin ropes and remove the blindfold when she leaves on a quick shopping trip; applying soothing cream to my stinging buttocks.She plans to collar me tomorrow as her Slave, so tonight I just need some plain robotic sex to celebrate my last night of freedom.A free VIP invite video to a new pride nightclub pings on my permanently fitted bracelet watch - the girls dancing look fabulous, and there is a car waiting downstairs.I pick the hottest, slinky, figure-hugging silver.