White like vanilla ice cream , the cumfacial moms followed Pete into the bathroom where all three again lined up , this time on their knees as Pete ...pewed his golden champagne all over their faces . After which were ordered to have a piss kiss, as they french-kissed each other while exchanging their master's urine.Chapter 2After Herbert ate his dinner, Joyce was once again serving her master, Pete had leashed the old sexslave & had lubed his 11 inch prick up the 60 year old granny's ass . I saw them get up, and Matt went to his bedroom, and Alyssa went to the guest room across the hall. Curious to see if anything would happen, I stayed awake. After about 15 minutes passed I was ready to fall asleep. Then I saw Matt’s door slowly open, he quietly closed it behind him, and went into the guest room. I don’t think I felt that typed of nervousness before then when I saw that! I didn’t know what to do, so I sat up and just stared down the hallway. Nothing happened. No lights, no. Then she rolled over on to her back, her cunt towards the camera as she spread her legs revealing her well fucked pussy…the lips still splayed and her gap oozing her son’s gizz.Lisa mumbled something and grabbed Neal by the ear, twisting it as she pulled his head towards her cunt.With authority she plainly said, “Ok…sweetie, you like your mother’s cunt so much…clean it up”. Her hand went to the back of Neal’s head and pulled him tight against her pussy.A shiver of anticipation actually ran down. They moved through the crowded hallways without a lot of chatter,although Paul's hair did inspire a few surprised looks."Beth! Paul!" The call came from a nearby locker. It was Melissa fromPaul's chorus class. "Can I walk with you?" Sure," Beth welcomed her. "How's it going?" Good, I guess. Umm... Paul? You weren't in school for the last fewdays. You ok?"He smiled at her thoughtfulness. "Yeah, I'm ok, Melissa. Thanks. Ijust... wasn't myself for a bit. I'm much better, now, though." Hegrabbed.