She watched him, almost warily, yet expectant. “What are you going to do?”“Nothing much, Mom,” he replied, then began pissing on her.“Oh!”...Janet yelped, her hips jerking as his hot stream of piss splashed on the thick hair of her cunt.“Barry!” Shari gasped. “You’re pissing on Mother!”“Well, she wants to be humiliated, doesn’t she?” Barry asked, aiming his cock so he pissed upon the pink lips of her pussy, drenching her cunt with hot piss.Janet was panting, her hips lifting, her legs straining. There was something in her room. She heard the sound of hooves. And then a bristly mouth was thrust into hers. That something was kissing her. She was alarmed and tried to push it back. In her alarm, her right arm fumbled for something to use as a weapon, and hit the lamp switch. The lamp came on, and her eyes widened in shock. It was him. He was no longer bound by the painting. His bronzed face and his luxuriant beard were right in her face. She didn’t have the recourse to look at the rest. .stop that….no!…it’s making me all horny and hot. Hand me that phone so I can call the cops…please.” I laughed and whispered: (“I’m a phone man lady, your phone will never work again.”)I peeled the rest of her robe off her. I started kissing down her tummy, headed for her pussy. She started trembling. She moaned as her slim legs trembled. I opened them wide. She moaned:….”.oh my god….please stop“….……“please don’t lick me…I can’t take it…get off me…..oh god don’t…your giving me the. Linda knew that they wanted to see everything so she sat on the toilet with her back facing front and hovered over it as she had done when away from home over so many toilets in her life. This way the women could watch her pee and poop and see her openings pooch out as she prepared to do her business. Linda was conscious that they were staring at her large bottom as she finally released her pee, sending a strong stream into the toilet. Finally it diminished and Emily and Karen were treated to.