He shook his head to clear the dream-cloud from his mind and sat up."Oh great," he muttered, "a wet dream - just what I needed."Jimmy sighed and slapp...d his contrite penis across the head, chastising himself for falling asleep. He vaguely remembered beginning to jerk off when he got into bed, but was too pissed to stay awake for the evidently spectacular conclusion. Groggily, he rolled out of bed and staggered to the door, not noticing it wasn't latched but swung easily open, wending an. I started to plead with her not to do this and she made it plain that unless I could get her off me it was going to happen.In the 10 minutes it took M to arrive I tried to beg J not to let her watch but every time she cut me off by lifting about a foot off me and dropping her butt down on me very hard. Soon we heard M come in through the back door and as she entered the room she exclaimed, "Oh my God you really are sitting on him again" ! J laughed, "I told you he really is my personal. Now do as I say and you will be surprised, I can vouch on that." Thanks Sybil, but it feels strange calling an elderly woman like you by your forename." Maybe at first, but you wait you won't feel that way in a short time if you keep coming to visit me." I have to go now, my mother will be wondering where I am." Tell her where you have been, be aggressive."Thomas rose then bent down to kiss her on the offered cheek, but as he was about to kiss her cheek she turned towards him and their lips. Stepping out of the shower now, I grab a towl from the gear bag, and tell Dustin he can rinse the shit off him now. He does as told, then joins me to towel off as well. We didn't speak for a few moments, then he finally ask me “why did you do that” ? “Do what”? I ask him. “Make me drink your piss”? I flash another grin at him and tell him he took it down like a champ, that I don't think I made him do anything. He didn't say anything for a moment, but then asked why did I then piss all over him..