“I'm sorry once again, dude. I should have knocked,” I said.He sighed, I was his mom, so he couldn't help but forgive me.“It's okay, Mom. It's n...thing you haven't seen before,” Travis let me know.I looked down towards the laptop again.“Who is that?” I asked, as I sat down on the bed.Then he paused the video, and turned the computer away from me.“It's no one,” Travis replied, like he was trying to hide something.“I just thought I recognized someone on there,” I mentioned.He bit his tongue; he. Then she gave me her first fruity and fragrant expulsion of her delicious amber wine, showering me at first weakly and then more strongly my entire face, neck and tits before my mouth then closed tightly to deeply drink down her delightful pleasantly warm micturial stream.I love to feel piss splashing on my face and tits, and flowing over my clit when I’m close to coming! If we’re home together, I prefer that Barry always relieves his bladder by standing in front of me, cock aimed between my. The dizziness was not surprising but the nausea was. While keeping a hand on the wall to steady himself, Qi walked over to the bucket and relieved himself.He retraced his steps and carefully lowered himself to the ground. They had dressed him in pajamas with lots of empty pockets and padded soft shoes. Qi approached the mat and with little else to do, he allowed himself to slip further onto the mat and close his eyes. When next he woke, he would learn more. Although the question of whether he. Well, used. Sandy's was clean, pure, and utterly delicious. Her smell was strong but gentle at the same time, and her taste was thick, a bit metallic, a little salty. He found her vaginal opening and shoved his tongue into it, probing and wondering if he'd be able to detect a hymen. He couldn't, but that meant nothing. He brought his fingers into play, one on top with his thumb caressing her clitoris, teasing it out of its hood. The other hand came from below, prying apart her lips to.