I bring a tall and small table and place it under her chin, directly in front of her. I then bring the jar of piss that she has produced over the last...52 minutes and insert a straw and bring it to her lips. Linda speaks again: “Bitch, no spill, drink; bitch, no spill, drink”. She is slowly coming back and is now able to speak a bit more clearly. After a month of training, she remembers well what she has been taught, bitches drink all the piss and never spill. As she sucks the straw, the jar. . eat my pussy... make me cum... make me cum"I had her reddened clitoris in my mouth and was dancing my tongue across it like a clit-torturing machine. Jamie had given up any pretense of being a lady, a married woman or anything other than a writhing little cunt wanting something she's never had. As little Miss Semple wrapped her lithe young thighs tightly around my head she whispered things too dirty to write about and I eased a middle finger slick with her juices up the lady's bum."Good God. I kept watching and got a few glimpses of Mom's hairy bush. I got a rise in my Levi's, but dare not masturbate because one of my younger sister's might walk in and catch me. So I continued to crouch down and watch Mom so as not to be seen looking out the window at her. Then all of a sudden, she bent down, her legs wide apart to accommodate her big belly, stretching to pick up clothes pegs that dropped on the ground. During this struggle, her legs were wide apart, her back was bent more and her. With the door wide open. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Can't you ever think about anything but your big cock?" Nope. Matter of fact, I'm thinking about it right now. Why don't you let me fuck your tight pussy again, Momma? Shit, I'd shoot my cum up your pussy than that chick's any day." You're disgusting." Come on, Mom."He got off the bed, naked, his enormous fuck organ wagging obscenely before him as he advanced on his chaste, secretly sex- starved mother. Patty just stood there. She.