" I watched as the last few drops off her pee dripped from her beautiful little pussy lips. I reached for her pussy and wiped her clean with my hand. ...Gross, you ass, what are you doing!" she shouted at me. "just giving you a wipe!" I answered. And then I took the hand with her piss on it and began to stroke my throbbing cock. "Stop it, what are you doing, we can't do that here! Someone is gonna catch you!" "Well, I can't go back down there in this state, can I? I didn't mean to get turned on,. As a surprise for you, I have a whole French apple pie along with a cherry one. Do you think that will be enough for the weekend?" Do we have cereal, cheeses, fruit and milk to have in the mornings and what about marshmallows?" I bought cereals I thought the kids would like, a fresh loaf of rye bread and four large bags of marshmallows. Since it's a holiday weekend we might have company in the cove. If we have a campfire I want there to be enough marshmallows."We were in the restaurant and. I got compelety nude and told my three toysTo follow me to the bedroom, like zombies they came behind me.Once we got into the room I said here are the rules for the next two hours each of you can fuckAnd cum anywhere you want to, and they had to call me mama while they fuck me.I told my husband to eat my pussy while I sucked those big nigga dicks. It was fun to look at their faces and the pleasure they were getting from it.The both of them were at the point of no return It was funny. They both. "I didn't say that. All I said was that you should find out more before you come into the field. Now I'm going to go back and enjoy my morning coffee with my friends while you leave, okay?"You could tell that she was used to getting her way. She gave me a big frown then stomped back to the van. The newspaper reporter walked up to me and stuck out his hand "Thanks, you did exactly what you said you were going to do. I'm going to use that in my story. It'll make great copy. Can you point to where.