"Please, Mom."Her response was to press her hand against my bladder. I understood, even at that young age, that she wanted me to piss in her mouth. Wh...t I didn't understand was why; what could she enjoy about drinking my piss? The idea didn't tempt me. I realized that it was not a question of taste, but more an example of sexual wickedness; she wanted it because it was so perverse. If everyone did it, she wouldn't have been interested. Quite the sexual animal, my Mom was, as I was learning, to. Ria couldn't help herself. She leaned forward and touched her tongue to the very tip—holding eye contact with Connor the entire time."The push-ups!" Tracy shouted.With a groan, Connor reluctantly stepped away from my wife and flipped himself up into a handstand position."Okay, here goes—"Triceps straining, he bent his arms and then straightened them out again, every muscle on his naked body going rigid from the effort. He did it maybe two dozen times, without stopping. Ria's eyes bugged out of. I pretend to be in sleep and breathed deeply. From hermovements I could gather that she was not sleeping and she lifted her head toconfirm that I was sleeping.She moved closer to me and dropped her hand over my chest. Ilay in the same position for a few moments and I felt her softness and thefragrance that could not be resisted more. She made another movement andsuddenly I turned towards her and my hand covered her body. She got a shock andtried to get apart but could not break my hand lock. I. I then pushed my finger into her vagina which was slightly moist to his touch. I dug at it for a while then pushed her body over onto its belly. Her bloated abdomen prevented her from resting flatly on the table. I untied the straps of her bikini top and pulled it out from underneath her. There was now a fully naked, dead and slightly rotting 19-year-old hot chick lying prone before him. I was a professional however and proceeded with my work. I would usually use a trocar for draining purposes.