I did the way aunt taught me, after few minutes my finger felt the wetness. Aunt was enjoying with husky moaning and murmur, hugged me, and kissed my ...heeks, massaged my butt. She pushed me on to the bed, bent and licked the rosy head of my rod. I felt ticklish couldn’t control and cum, I felt ashamed. She swallowed and read the expression on my face, “don’t bother, lot more is there”. She went to the kitchen to bring fruit juice for us. Her ass cheeks were tantalizing, I enjoyed her bare. Following the example made by Claire's mum Carol, all the the other mothers in the group had taken to feeding their daughters their own poo, something they were all overjoyed about, even adopting Carol's method of getting the girls to bag their poo at school and bring it home to be fed later. Although it was never unusual for the girls to accompany each other to the toilet they would now attend together in order to help bag in zip lock bags each others poo. Sometimes the excitement would get. Annette told him and he chuckled, gently squeezed her breast and kissed the top of her head. "Wishful thinking," he said. "All he really wants is a pee." Badly?" Pretty." So does Guinevere," she giggled."Guinevere?" She fancies Lancelot." Excalibur belonged to Arthur not Lancelot." What was Lancelot's sword called?" No idea. I'm not sure it had a name." Oh dear." Cheer up. Guinevere fancied Arthur long before Lancelot." OK, Arthur. Please can Guinevere go first?" Of course. Ladies first.". Harry flopped into the couch, watching them. Elise was breathing hard, cheeks flushed. Aiden grinned. He ran a hand over the length of his impressive cock as though feeling it’s worth, appraising his tool. “Talk dirty to me” It wasn’t a question. In his thick brogue it was a caress and she happily obliged. Elise licked her lips. She crossed the small room and took a seat on the foot stool in the far corner. She planted her beautiful bottom provocatively, arching her feet and pointing her toes..