T.M when he heard a plopping sound. The farthest pair of legs from theA.T.M lifted her knee's and shat on the sidewalk. These A.S.G's were kind of...like elephants in s street procession in that respect as they just shitted whenever whereever they pleased, a janitor would be along shortly to clean it up and probably wipe down the girls. Bill stopped, and walked back towards the pussies. He picked up a hand full of shit and slapped it on the girls pubis and rubbed it around. Her cute twat. It meant that I was old enough to have sex with each of them. Most of the time they were really nice to me and asked me if I would like kiss their privates for them and let them put their things inside of me. I liked a lot of the daddies that were part of the parties. I told them they could do anything they wanted to me just as long as they stopped when I tell them to just in case my privates started to hurt. Then I was okay with anything they wanted to do with me. There were so many mornings. Terry knew that his mother could see her lewd display. He wondered how his mother was dressed, if she was dressed at all. He wondered if she liked the obscene view she had of Wendy's pussy.Sheila's eyes were wide-open, and so was her cunt. She was wearing only a wispy negligee of the lightest possible material. Her tits peaked the front of her garment, the hard nipples pointed and tingling with uncontrollable excitement. She had been playing with her pussy long before her son and Wendy had. I think he was enjoying showing off and I was certainly enjoying watching him as I decided I wanted a closer look. I turned to one side sliding down the bed and rested my head in my left hand propped on the bed and my elbow rested against his hip. He didn’t flinch as his left hand rubbed slowly, obviously not in any hurry, and I was excited by the tiniest of physical contact. I let my head slide off my hand and come to rest on his hip, his cock only inches from my face and my eyes directly in.