"I placed my penis at the entrance to her mouth and let loose a flood of urine. My need to unload was pretty intense, so I just let it rip, but she wa... unable to handle it all. It went into her mouth, but much of it flowed down her face, onto her tits and belly, then onto the floor."Drink as much as you can my slave. You'll have plenty of time to clean the carpet later, after Fred has pissed down your throat."Fred's piss was soon flowing down her face and puddling on the carpet. Later that day. We don't do the same things together anymore." You've changed, Heather," Diane said, her voice growing husky."I know, but I had to, Diane. Look, don't ever tell anyone this, but ... sometimes I actually like doing nice things for Melinda more than I liked poking fun at her all the time." She paused and grinned. "Well... sometimes. I do still like to get a rise out of her."Diane gave Heather a ghost of a smile. She had looked up to Heather. She did many of the things Heather did simply because. Do it now, Mark, PLEASE!."With that, Mark moved between my thighs, his hard young cock upright up. It was fully erect, and ready to spear me. In position, he pushed closer and his shiney young cock meets my wet pussy lips. My inner pussy lips welcome him and he thrusts in and out, in and out. Yes, the fucking of my wet pussy from my randy young 14 year old son has begun. We're locked together, fucking hard and then fucking slow, my mature hairy pussy taking my own son's hard young cock as he. ” asked his mother, looking down at her clenched hands.“What?”“You know, do you think that they have slept together?” His mother spat out the words like rancid milk.“I don’t know, how should I?” replied Mike, looking out the window.“Tell us the truth, Mike. This is very important.” she said, her voice quivering with emotion.“Honest, I don’t know. I know she really likes him. He seems OK to me. What’s happened?”“Nothing, we hope.” offered his father. “We had a phone call from someone who.