Opening her eyes, she saw her son watching hotly. She grinned at him. “You like it, honey? You like seeing me piss?” Billy nodded, excited to see ...he golden piss streaming from her cunt. Joan pulled upward on her pussy sending the stream arcing outward. Billy got out of the tub now, his eyes glassy as he watched his mother piss.Joan gave a choking sob of delight when her son moved in front of her. He stepped closer, feeling his mother’s piss on his feet. He bent his knees a little, and stepped. She had a glass of Coke in her hand but if memory served me well, it would have a healthy dose of rum in it. Suddenly our eyes met on the reflection of the bar mirror and her expression changed. She immediately got up and walked up to me. I turned as she approached me and was greeted with a slap to my face."How dare you walk out on me? I have been worried sick for the last year and you did not even have the courtesy of letting me know that you were alive and well." She shouted over the din of. Din guzarte rahe , mera beta bas mere saath baith ke baate karta rehta din bhar , dheere dheere wo aisi baatein bhi karne laga jinse mujhe sharm aati thi. Uski harkate badhti rahi , wo kabhi bhi mujhe gale laga leta gaal pe chumban deta , dheere dheere mujhe aadat lag gayi ki beta ab mujhe jyada pyaar karta hai , raat main mere saath sota tha to maa maa kehke mujhe baaho main bharke letne laga . Mujhe gadbad lagna tab shuru hua jab wo sirf pajama pahen ke mujhse chipak jaaya karta tha , mujhe. She turned on the radio and instead of the station shenormally listened to of classical music, I touch myself came pouringthrough the speakers as she started singing along. She had forgottenthat just before the spell, she had pitch black hair.Tanner walked toward the board room his confidence coming back as hewalked. He didn’t notice that his hips had begun to sway a bit asthe tune of the elevator seemed to bounce around his brain and he beganhumming the song. His hips seemed to be shifting as.