We have a mud made pan for pissing in night. Before going to sleep and two or three times in night mom used the pan for pissing with a shheeeee sound ...nd I very much carefully listened the noise of her strong piss by closing my eyes and I felt the smell of her pussy, her piss and enjoyed the noise of hissing from her pussy hole. I was watching her piss daily and my dick fully erected, bended from bottom to top and I felt pain on my dick due to ecstasy to fuck her. I intended to lick in her. I looked around the room and saw trough thebalcony door the gagged and blindfolded figure bound to the chair. Thememories of everything that has happened flooded my head with itsdepravity and my dickie with blood. I watched Alice flexing her butt asshe rode the plug, remembering its bulky feel inside, and feeling empty.On impulse, I opened the bedside cabinet's drawer and found a selectionof toys rivaling my own - some in scary sizes! Rummaging through anotherperson's sex toys and feeling. It was time to address the others. I took off all my clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirrors on the closet doors, surveying my assets. The salon technicians had really done a superb job. The hairdresser had managed to make my housewife hairdo into a flattering, dark-blonde, pageboy that curled attractively next to my cheeks. My finger and toenails were painted a wicked scarlet. What my eyes told me was that my body wasn’t perfect, but it was definitely acceptable. My breasts. ”I rejected my first HWC many years ago, but had learned how to accept them. I wasn’t prepped to get fucked but I slobbered all over my fingers and lubed myself up with saliva and precum. I heard them slicking up his dick with lube too. I convinced myself I could do this and bore down as hard as I could to open myself up. I positioned my ass against the hole and felt the head poking at it. I pushed back and bore down and it pushed forward. More of the same and gentle pushing. POPPERS. Pushing,.