And this little sissy is taking and purring on mommy’s clothes for you and he to enjoy! Giving in for some sissy cock and pantyhose feet? I thought ...y son was stronger than that! So I need to punish you both!” She turned her eyes on me again and peed in my face. “Open that sissy mouth of yours, Jennifer!”I had closed my eyes and opened my mouth as much as I could. She kept on peeing, and the taste of her urine in my mouth turned me on so much.“Swallow, Jennifer...drink my piss, you filthy. Flicking my fingers against and teasing my clit at first as I began nearing orgasm I started pistoning my fingers in and out of my soaking cunt nearly fisting myself as my panties were flooded with my sweet juices. I nearly bit my tongue off in order to stop myself from screaming out loud as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through my body.But I couldn't just do nothing so lightning quick I sat down pressing my soaking panties against her unsuspecting face and as quickly as I'd done that got. We completed the purchase a month later and proceeded to move stuff in over the next couple of weeks. Fortunately I had a reasonably large caravan that we would be able to live in for a few weeks whilst some of the work was done on the house. One of the first things I did was install a closed circuit television system which, even with four cameras and oodles of recording space didn't cost too much and allayed some of the worries we had about being somewhat isolated.Of course we spent several. She did all the tests but told me that for HIV, it could be six months before anything would show up. I think that revelation would have pushed me over the edge had I not remembered something Danny had told me many times before. "Worrying has no value, Beth. Either you can do something or you can't. If there is nothing to do, worrying won't fix it. But if there is something you can do about it, do it."On the slim possibility that Danny would take me back, I did something. I stopped at a Rite.