She lifted his penis up and with her other hand grabbed his balls. He squealed as she fiercely scrubbed his scrotum before abruptly releasing it.“Th...re. All clean. See, it doesn’t take ten minutes to wash that.”Wes sighed. He wanted nothing more than to stroke his penis to eruption, but his mother seemed determined to ruin even the idea of sexual release for him. She took the shampoo and lathered up her hair while Wes washed the rest of his body.“Wes, be a dear and wash my breasts for me,” she. "Piss your pants, slave" she told me. I was taken back until she grabbed my balls and told me to start to wet or she would squeeze them until they popped. I let loose a stream, until a puddle formed around me feet. My mistress went and found the cute girl and asked for some paper towels and assistance. The cute girl looked at me and laughed. "I'm sorry this worthless human being pissed his pants on your floor, but I will make him clean it up." my mistress told her. As I was bent over cleaning. ...lick it?" I replied "Do whatever you want with it." She giggled and licked the tip of my head my cold dick felt so good against her warm tongue she went from tip to base. She started stroking my balls with one hand and holding my dick with her other she started licking my dick and balls. I took off her panties and bra and my shirt. As soon as I took of her panties the sweet smell of her pussy filled my nose. She got down on her knees as I sat down on the couch she started sucking on my dick. My tongue moved even faster as I brought her to her climax. After my face was sufficiently covered in her warm juices, we again became intertwined and made out. Our moaning was all I heard, and neither one of us noticed the door unlock and open."What the fuck is this?" asked Jordan. Mallory and I slid off of one another in horror."Shut the door!" I yelled. "What if someone sees this?" Chill girl," she answered. "My manager told me to take care of you two and close up. I shut the doors, no one's.