.. not quite. And now the touch. Lips ... on his lips. So soft he could hardly feel them, but they were there just the same.His head jerked back in al...rm. He was awake now, coming out of that confusing dream, wondering what had happened. And then he knew. Connie! She was kneeling before him. It had been her scent. Her lips. As his consciousness came back, he looked around. He was on the boat. Connie wasn't crying, she was smiling at him. He reached up to rub his eyes and remembered the. I gladly filled it. While I drank coffee this morning, Bonnie drank my piss." She's been properly trained." Yes, it would appear so. I thoroughly enjoyed that. Most of all, I enjoy not pretending. When I saw her cup needing more, I'd stand with my legs wide, pull my cunt lips open, and thrust my cunt out, saying, "Here, want some more piss, Bonnie?" She'd smile and press the cup's rim tight into my cunt while I filled her cup. She'd then drink a big sip and lick her lips. She drinks piss faster. II ********************************************************************************"Aunt Nancy are you sure this is ok?" Don't worry, everyone is asleep, it will be fine. Just keep rubbing my pussy. Now slide two of your fingers in and slowly twist and rotate them in and out of me," she said. I complied with her instructions working my fingers in and out while slowly twisting. "Mmmmm that's good sweetie now take your other hand and jack yourself off, good keep. By some miracle not even Oleg had seem to grasp the reason for this, despite very much the only thing Caroline liked about her job following her in every single time, and Max normally never went to the bathroom at the same time as her because Max wasn’t a girl’s girl. Well, now she kind of was, just in a very different kind of way. As in shove Caroline against the bathroom wall and try and almost literally shove her tongue down her throat kind of a girl’s girl, which was Caroline’s favourite.