"I was thirsty" was the response he gave me, shrugging a shoulder. We went to his living room and sat down on the sofa.A few minutes pass and Grant l...oks at me, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. "I have to pee." he announced.I chuckled softly. "No. You're not allowed." Grant nodded and remained on the sofa where we sat watching movies. His right foot began to bounce. "I need to pee." Again I denied him that right. I knew what he was doing. He was fully aware of my love for being in. “You’ve been a very, very bad girl, Stacie, coming in here dressed like that when I’m the only one who gets to look at you that way. You know you’ve been bad, don’t you?” I nodded mutely, biting on my lower lip to keep my smile down to a minimum. My knees were pulled together with my feet spread farther apart as I lay back on the desk, unable to take him seriously.“Oh, so you think that’s funny?” he growled, lunging for my ankles and dragging me back towards him, unlacing my sneakers as he. He was really tall, and his doodle was only just under my eye level, so I dont think he noticed me looking.As I was about to stop peeing, I noticed a new sensation. I got a tingling feeling on my balls, and my doodle started sticking out more than usual. It felt nice too. I was still looking at the man peeing out of the corner of my eye as he stopped. And he started to jiggle his doddle with his fringer and thumb wrapped around the base. It was so big, like a fat sausage, it just kind of. " She slipped her skirt off and was now only in bra and panties. It was a while since the last time she shaved her bush, and it was getting pretty hairy down there. She also noticed that stripping in front of her son had gotten her wet again. She couldn't believe it, but it was to late to stop now. She saw the happy look on his face, and the last thing she wanted to do was to disappoint him. She noticed he was looking at her breasts alot too. Jackie slipped her panties off and threw them next.