"See that leaf? I can piss right on it." Susan shivered. She didn't know her son used those words. Ginger gave a little squeal, stepping to one side, ...er eyes fixed upon her brother's cock. "Do it, Toby. I wanna see if you can piss that far." Susan's cunt was tightening, drawing inward. Listening to them was creating a wanton fire in her body, the sight of her son's cock making her shake from head to toe.A spurt of golden piss erupted from Toby's cock.“Ohhhh!" Ginger mewled, her slender body . ’ ‘I understand,’ I say. ‘Good. Perfect. I’m liking your effort.’ ‘Yeah?’ you ask. ‘Okay then. Um–well, … I also like a really cute smile. Plus, if a guy makes me laugh, that’s awesome.’ You inhale a few breaths and resume your inputs, ‘Let’s see–I like guys that treat me right. … And I like him to know what I like, as well.’ Apprehensively, a thought interruption occurs when you unwittingly start clawing at the glossy nail polish lacquered onto your thumbnail. Then unknowingly, your eyes drift. “No. None at all. Is what I’m wearing okay? Should I have put on a tie?”“No, you’re fine,” Constance said.“So, Arthur -- where’s home?”“New York -- Brooklyn to be precise. I have a townhome in the DUMBO section.”“DUMBO?” Adam asked.“It stands for Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass,” Constance explained.“What brings you here?” Adam asked.“Frankly -- to woo Constance.”“Kara said you two met on-line.”“Yes,” Constance said, “we were members of a dating site for seniors.”“I saw Constance’s. She was the one with the authority to grant our request for the privilege to live on federal parkland, with the protections of an endangered species."No way. Get off your rocker!" was her initial response."Then you leave me no choice," I replied.I tore her clothes off. Though she threatened to call the National Guard on me, I kept my calm. I got my crotch flower to blossom, and then inserted my filament into her. She was stunned at this unexpected rape, but I tried to soothe her and be gentle.