I didn’t know they were back until Elena cleared her throat.I looked to my wife who looked angry when she said, “So you’re sleeping with my litt...e sister now.” I was looking worried and was about to say something when Elena started laughing. “I’m kidding babe. You two looked cute laying there. So cute in fact that somebody should have taken a picture to preserve the memory of it for all time.” She then pulled out her smartphone. “In fact someone did take a picture. Want to see?”Maxine jumped up. Thirty seconds later, the anonymous little slut was gone, having set a potential world record in wiggling into her clothes and dashing down the stairs. She was alone in the house with her son again. Patty stood at the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her son's enormous cock. "What was the meaning of that?" "I was horny," Walter shrugged, with a grin. "I told you I might bring some chick over, Mom. I mean, if you won't fuck me anymore, why shouldn't I?" . I suggested for her to stand, spread her feet wide apart and then pee.“O, that sounds nasty,” she said. wrinkling up her nose. But she had to go so bad that this sounded like the best alternative. She quickly sat down and removed her boots and then reached for the front of her shorts. Her mind was working overtime, trying to figure out how she was going to spread her legs wide apart and keep her shorts and panties on. She soon realized that there was only one way and that was to remove them. Then he separated the two. He sent Ken to the advertising agency across the street while Barbara had a script rewrite to give to the leading man. Since the leading man had been the one boffing the leading lady aka the client's wife, Ken hadn't thought about any need to protect Barbara at all. After all the leading man had sex with Mary Gifford! Barbara was beautiful but surely the leading man would stay true to his leading lady? Yet he didn't want to have to wait all day for the adman to send a.