It tastes like Daddy is using my mouth as his urinal. It fills up but I don't swallow, I can't swallow until I'm told to. I feel a string get tied aro...nd my cage and balls. My ear plug is removed, "You can only swallow if this string is pulled, like this." He pulls the string and I swallow his delicious pee, "Good girl. Now don't leave a mess" I nod, I know what he means. If I cum I have to clean it up but I can't when bound like this, so I can't cum. He knows how much I'll want to but I must. .AAHhh..Ufffff” I sensed her climaxing…she moaned and moaned in wild abandon trembling as waves of orgasm hit her.I lapped up her cunt juice, tasting my own mother’s sex juice, smelling the beads of sweat and fluid between her thighs. Not feeling satisfied, I inserted my tongue into her hot warm slit, alternating with sucking and tonguing. Mom began to tremble and shake again..“Ohhh…Dev…yea…yea…ooohhhhh baby…oh…I can’t believe it..baby…my baby, my own son…so. “We were lovers, once upon a time. Of course, that was ages ago. Now, or should I say until recently, we were just friends.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be,” she said, brightening again. “She’s still up here.” She tapped her temple twice with her fingertip, her eyes crinkling with unvoiced laughter. I found myself getting beyond the impossibility of the moment to thinking that, perhaps, she was a bit daft. “I’d have put out cakes, had I time,” she continued, sipping at her tea, her eyes suddenly. She always imagined it would be Andy's accusation and not Evan's."That's bollocks," Evan said. He took great care to keep his voice level. He didn't want to get into a screaming match with Camille. He knew how that would end – with him leaving again without resolving a single thing."I made my choice, Evan," Camille said. "I turned down your proposal. If I had contacted you and told you about Andy was on the way, how would that have looked?" I don't give a great bloody damn about how it would.