I was still pissing even after a minute. I couldn’t believe how much piss I had in me, as my stream was just going with no sign of stopping! At long...last, my stream petered out, Heera encouraged me to go on pissing till I gave them a show of every drop I had, and since I had been so full, I started again a few times, and pissed out a fair amount. Finally, I was completely drained, and every drop of piss I had in my bladder had gone out.As I finished I pulled Bablu towards me and without any. I’m tall, have black hair and anathletically built. I cannot say I’m the incest type.Sure, I watched Taboo but never lusted my mother. Anyway,this all changed when I came home from college.After graduation, my parents threw me a party and thewhole family was invited. The food and drink were plenty.Angela’s husband, Sal, was not there because he was on abusiness trip in Europe. A wonderful fact that wouldallow me to pursue my Aunt throughout our time together.Anyway, the party. "Yes! And then we need to wash your bedding and air out your room. It smells like sex in here. Tomorrow we need to remember to pull back the covers and fuck on the sheets instead of the bedspread." Tomorrow? So you're already planning ahead, huh? What have you got in mind for tomorrow? Are you going to assign more homework for tonight?" Lisa asks, laughing."Yes. Tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that, and the day after that," I answer, kissing all over her face as I speak. "And since. I walk around, late at night, making sure the community is secure. Five and a half years and we've never had so much as a car drive by after midnight but the oldies in here feel better knowing I'm there.They wouldn't, of course, if they knew me.Take Mrs. Featherstone, for instance. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom.