Your son’s cock was the answer."She gave me that ‘sure’ look and said, "I need a long cold shower. Care to join me?"I looked at my mother, wonde...ing what she meant by that. I wondered if she wanted to continue our little sexual adventure, even after she had been 'cured.'"Really?" I asked.She turned to me. "Yes, really. Just an innocent shower. We've already seen each other naked, so it doesn't make a difference if we shower together. We're both filthy right now." Thanks to you." Sorry about. ’ ‘So you’re happy enough though?’ ‘Yes, I’d say so. We’re not the best matched couple in the world but we’re as happy, if not happier, than most. Anne was a real stunner when I first met her and, if she’d had the tits for it, she’d easily have been page three material. She still looks good twenty seven years on and that’s more than a lot of women can say. What’s more she’s a damn good cook too – as I’m sure you’ve found out. Not that I ever get to taste much of it as when I’m at home she. (if you didn't mind it warm!)Karen giggled and climbed up to kneel above Wendy's body."It's called, kinky bi-sluts" she said and relaxed her bladder muscles.As she began pissing she inched forward until she felt Wendy's eager tongue on her clitoris."And we certainly are kinky bi-sluts"Wendy started to agree but a torrent of lovely warm urine gushing into her throatstopped the words before they'd even formed and Steven's rigid cock sliding easily into her welcoming cunt made her forget them. There were 2 little suction tube things that attached to my breasts.They would provide constant gentle pressure, to stretch my nipples out.Oh right, I forgot something.It's a little embarrassing, even for me.See, when I accepted my role as a non-person, and attached the braceletto my arm, my owner gave me one more gift.A catheter.She had me sit on the edge of her desk and drop my panties."There's one additional modification I want to make to my vacuumcleaner. This is going to hurt at.