We were looking at each other then both give big grins. youll have to go I whispered. we can finish this off later if you can make an excuse to get aw...y he replied. I was a bit reluctant to say yes, but we both knew I wanted to. ok Ill see if I can. With that we sorted ourselves out and he left. Tony came down stairs a few minutes later, got his coffee and sat on the sofa with the morning papers. About half an hour later my phone beeped, I didnt know the number as I opened the text my heart. When I asked my parent's about this they said dad snored and didn't like to keep mom awake.After a week my folks finally got sick of my miserable face and scruffy appearance, mom was the one who brought it up on the Monday morning of my second week. I was lying in bed at ten o'clock in the morning when my bedroom door opened and mom walked in."How are you doing Mikey?" OK, thanks," I said sounding miserable."I think that's enough Mike, you've got to pull yourself together and stop being so. In the end they are all the same, you know. Don't think your little slut is anything special. They are all high and mighty at first, all prim and peculiar until you grab their hair and pull them over your throbbing cock.They may gag and choke on you, but they swallow. They may gasp and moan. But they will thank you and come back for more.You know me, I am Phil Mortensen and I screwed your wife. Don't think it is your fault, buddy. She begged me.("Wow, that sure is a consolation; thanks,. On your back, slave,"MISTRESS Natascha ordered. I obeyed and MISTRESS Natascha rose. Lifting herskirt, she removed her panties. I gazed up at the sight of her crotch. "Open yourmouth, slut," MISTRESS Natascha ordered, "And you'd better not spilla drop." I opened my mouth wide and she began to pee on me. I felt her hotpiss flood into my mouth, choking me, overflowing down my cheeks. She began tomove slightly so that her pee ran over my face and all over my body furtherhumiliating and degrading.