The poor man was stark naked and looked like he hadn't slept a wink all night while his prick was bloated and erect, not with sexual excitement but wi...h the urgent need to piss. "Lay down on the floor in the kitchen, you unclean pig!" the Mistress snarled at me... and I hurried to obey. The floor in the kitchen was cold, unyielding linoleum - practical but hardly comfortable to lay upon. She turned to Bill and ordered him to stand over me, one foot on either side of my upper thighs. "Now piss. I saw her eyes widen as she realised the implication. But neither one of us relaxed the pressure of our entangled lips. I slowly let my hands move down from Mom’s waist until they were gripping her ass cheeks. My dick was almost fully erect as I pushed it against Mom’s abdomen. I could feel her trying to squirm out of the way, but I held her tightly in position. At last, I could take no more and pulled my lips from hers. The record was just coming to an end as I whispered in her ear: ‘Mom, I. The loud noise, of a doorbell being pressed long and hard, interrupted our action. The older man pulled his cock from my mouth, even as my jaw tried to trap it inside. I never saw him again. I think the younger guy would have acted more promptly too, if he had not begun to ejaculate. While still in full flow, he pulled out, but lathered my back with the remainder of his warm, copious, precious sperm. Then he too, was gone.I was in shock. The action had been so intense, so urgent, that I had. ‘It’s so soft,’ she said, surprised at its silky softness and girth. I nodded and sat back as Sophie continued to play with my cock. She ran her hands up and down it very softly, barely touching it at all. She reached the head and rubbed her thumb over the top. A moan escaped me and I surprised myself. I had never moaned when masturbating. She grinned and licked the head hesitantly. Sophie seemed to like the taste and stuck the whole head in her mouth. I moaned again. Sophie wrapped her hands.