He positioned himself in front of my face, a moment passed and then the stream of piss started. His hard cock fired his golden fluid into the trough o... the front of my mask. With my mouth being the only way to breathe with no nose holes, I drank the fluid quickly in order to breathe.I winced at first as the salty fluid entered my mouth. It seemed to go on a while.I could feel my stomach filling with his piss, the straps of my harness holding me tighter as I filled up,Eventually he stopped. I. It was slow and hypnotic, meant to soothe. But it seemed to him like it had been going on for far longer than usual. Probably just a trick of the mind, he thought. They still had time, he reasoned. They could put their robes back on, straighten their sashes, slip quietly into the crowd of Brothers and Sisters, hope to go unnoticed until it was time for the drowsy crowd to file back to the cabins at the edge of the trees. Or, they could stay here, hide behind the boxes, wait for the dead of. But you know how it is with the Kincaid men, once they get their hands on you, it's tough to resist.”“It's fine, Libby. I just wish that Harry had let me know what his plans were. I would have been glad to allow that particular indiscretion on his part, to be permitted. Since it was all in the family, so to speak. How did you like having your son fuck you?”“It was terrific, he had such passion, and lasted so very long. Like he wanted to make it go on forever. I was so turned on by the. “If Anna and Liz were here, would you want them to see their own father like this?”“I don’t fucking care about anything right now,” said Thompson. Alice’s free hand rebuked him with a gentle slap. “Language, dear,” she said, making Thompson suck on her finger by way of apology. “And suppose I made a video of this, or streamed it live? Would you care?”“About what?” said Thompson, no longer understanding mere words, past feeling anything now but the pleasure Alice was giving him and the joy of.