His mother said, ‘I said it’s your turn to substantiate your extravagate claims, either Rose or myself will measure it, you decide who.’ He rea...ised that he could hardly refuse, after all, Rose had allowed him to see her being tested. ‘Will you need to touch it?’ ‘I think so, just to make sure you don’t cheat.’ Tony considered the dilemma for a few seconds, the thought of Rose touching him down there seemed a bit weird, but not as weird if it was his mother. ‘Mrs Hale,’ was all he. In my butt even. Things I never thought of doing. My memories of my dreams were hazy. Fragmented. Mostly faded the way dreams did, but they must have been so intense. It was why I must be so tired. I didn't think I stayed up that late watching Catching Fire. I rubbed my hands on my skirt, my palms so sweaty.I kept glancing at his crotch. He was hard. I didn't know why, but I wanted to do those things in my dream. I wanted to suck on him. I wanted to find the courage to whisper, “ Daddy, let's. I swallowed the bitter fluid as quickly as I could knowing my uncle would not be happy if I let the piss reach the floor. No sooner had he stopped pissing and withdrew his cock another cock entered my mouth and started to release its load of hot piss. My stomach was already filling up and I started to worry that I would puke up all the liquid. Somehow I kept the second load in only to find a third load of piss waiting to join the first two. As my mouth was being used as a urinal my uncle. I entwine my fingers in your hair as you begin to kiss down my neck. You run your tongue inbetween my breasts, gently twisting my nipples on your way down. My back arches and I moan, pushing your head further down. You know what I want, but you make me wait, anticipation rising in me like lava.Still working your way down with a trail of licks and kisses, you stop at my navel. You gently run your tongue around it. Sliding your hands down from my full breasts, you run your fingers down the sides.