With you."My heart swelled right along with my still sore cock. I kissed him as deeply as I could.We made our way slowly to the bedroom. He climbed in...o bed on his hands and knees, and looked back at me, waiting. I knew he was uncomfortable with the thought of being the bottom this time, but he reached back to stroke my manhood and pushed me away pointing to the dresser drawer where the lube was.I slathered my dick with the slippery stuff, threw it to the side and slowly slid into his slightly. I had a small bottle ready, one with a spout that is found on sports drinks. i poured the still warm liquid into the bottle and fixed the lid on firmly. Testing the theory i pointed the spout at my breast and squeezed the bottle gently, and just as i had hoped a stream of piss shot out onto my tit. This is what i craved. i wanted to be Your piss slut, Your toilet Master. i wanted to imagine You standing over me and relieving Yourself on me. Feeling the pressure of Your piss against my. (And how big of a slut she had been without my noticing.)One Friday night she left to attend a college frat party while mom and dad went on date night. With nothing to do so early in the evening, I decided to do some chores. I had a light dinner, cleaned up, swept, and read to myself. It was typical until I got curious as to what she had been up to while I was gone.Typical college girl room, with nothing suspicious. I knew better, though, and started searching. Hidden behind her vanity was a. I could hear the air suck in, watched her hold it, and heard it expel. Now, Heck. Do it now.I returned the cuffs to the case on my belt and retrieved the waist chain instead. Quietly, I slipped it around Mom's waist and secured it, then adjusted the integrated cuffs so one was at the top of each hip. Gently, I lifted each arm in turn and snapped the cuffs around Mom's wrists. Mom waited, arms held beside her hips as if poised to push her hands into her pockets. I let her wait for another.