Baby needs his mommy-toilet!"She hugs me tightly "yes my baby, use your mommy toilet!"She slides to the floor and I straddle her chest forcing my cock...into her eager mouth. I release my bladder and my piss fills her mouth. She swallows convulsively, struggling to drink all of it, enjoying every drop of it"good mommy, good toilet, drink baby's sweet peepee!" I moan.My piss overflows her gulping mouth and covers her face and tits. She rubs it into her tits and reaches down to wank a little with. The filth and rust that now covered her hands stood testament to her attempt. She concentrated on staying strong, on not weeping, as she stared across the cold stone floor. She shivered against the cold, despite the warmth of the climate in Irulan. What straw there was, was wet and covered with filth or human waste. She noted some piles of waste, where previous prisoners had obviously, animal like, kept it in a single area. She despaired and feared how long she might have to stay here. She. Instead,I asked the band to move to the other side of the room with me, where wecould quietly talk about it in more detail. Dad stayed with the othersat Rosemary's meeting, so I was even able to describe what it was about.Sophie and Holly loved my idea of giving Mom the song for her birthday.The guys thought it was cool too, but they didn't understand completelywhy it would be perfect. Boys. We set up a time to meet next Sunday tofinish the song, since that was the only free day we had in the. Having completed the shower Ana worked on the bathroom’s double sinks humming softly as she cleaned. Isabel heard the humming and realized that Ana was outside cleaning. She hated the sound of the woman happily working, why was she always so happy. After all what did she have to be happy about anyway, she thought. As the humming continued Isabel imagined Ana cleaning and mopping completely naked. Where did that come from, she thought and it caused a shiver to run through her. She imagined Ana’s.