“What do you say to Master?”…My eyes widen in slight fear as my breathe catches in excitement. I start a slow grin, and think to be a smartass, ... say “More please?”.My master stares hard at me but has this sly smile of his own, that rises the hair on my flesh. He slides his other hand into the water and slowly touches and circles the tips of my breasts. My heart pounds hard in time with my master’s fingers as they slowly close over the sides of my nipple. I cry out “Master!!!…I’m sorry!!” I. Out of breath at the top of the stairs, she wrenched her hand free."What's gotten into you?" she asked."I know my aunt. She'll be over in a jiffy." Who's Aunt Jenny?"My jaw dropped. "My dad's sister. Don't you remember?" Maria had a blank stare. "When my mother was in zombieland. Aunt Jenny. Remember?"Maria's eyes got big. "Oh-my-god! That Aunt Jenny!" The one and the same. Hurry up. We have to get dressed."The doorbell rang just as we finished. Maria grabbed my forearm. "Do you think they're. All too soon the stream died, and she bent to kiss my wet lips, savouring the taste, then touching my now stiff prick asking if I had enjoyed it and if I could please do it for her soon? A little embarrassed, I said that “I had enjoyed it, but that it was too stiff to pee at the moment, but of course I would do anything she wished for, I owed her that.” We showered together, removing all traces of urine, and cum and freshening us up, damply we returned to her room, the chiming clock reminding. I nudged the door close behind me and stumbled my way over to the couch. I barely made it over the first cushion before my legs gave out underneath me. I closed my eyes as a dull ache started to throb in my head. Unfortunately, my world wasn't quiet enough for sleep.The couple that lived in the apartment above me were apparently fighting again. I couldn't make out the words, it was just loud noises at this point. Cars driving by would honk their horns, sending my headache to another level of.