" Johnfearfully complied, but Carmen wasn't done. "Keep your legs together,hands on your knees - there, that's how a good girl uses the toilet." Heblu...hed as Carmen monitored him while he relieved his bladder, smirkingsadistically. "Very good... and don't let me catch you peeing standingup ever again, is that clear?" He nodded demurely, rising slowly atCarmen's instruction, but his humiliation was far from over as she tooksome toilet paper and proceeded to clean his dick for him. "There.... I held her and we kissed. "I missed you so much," I said."I missed you, too. Come -- let's get my checked bags." Bags? You left with one." I brought a bunch of stuff with me."We headed toward the baggage claim. I spotted a bag I recognized as hers and snatched it from the belt. "Which is the other one?"Cindy lifted up on her toes and watched the chute. "That one," she said as an old, red, hard-sided Samsonite case landed with a thud."This bag must date from the seventies," I said as I plucked. "Oh my god!" He jumped up pulling his shorts back up, looking like he'd just seen a ghost. "Dont you know how to fucking knock!" He yelled at me. "Im sorry.... I guess i should have. But... Well, i don't really mind watching you..." There it was, the moment of truth, whatever he said next was what the rest of the night will depend on. It'll either be awkward as shit, with me probably sitting alone in the basement and him doing whatever in his room till his mom got back, or me having a little. I could feel gobs of sperm flowing out of my sloppy loose pussy and dribbling down onto my butt hole.Richard leaned down and kissed me and I smiled up at him. Chris came over to me and held my hand and asked if I was all right. I slowly smiled and said yes, I’m fine thank you, thank you both.Scotty came back with a bottle of wine and some beer. I thought well, why not, let them have a few beers too. Scotty , Louis , and Brian came over and sat by me. I looked at them and shook my head and said.