I liked her pussy lips for a minute until I decided I'd be nice. I then ate her out."Oh my god! Fuck! Fuck! Don't stop. Please don't stop. You're so f...cking good. Please don't fucking stop! Fuck I'm cumming baby. I'm actually fucking cumming!" She bucked her hips in the air and I felt her juices hit my face. I crawled up and kissed her on the lips and then we swapped tongues. It got me so horny knowing she was tasting her own juices. While we were kissing, I grabbed my cock and started rubbing. Yes please I said She picked up the wine glass and opened the lips of her fanny and peed into the glass , she filled it about a quarter full, then offered it to me drink it bitch Celia saidI didn't answer I just took a sip. I have to admit that at first it wasn't a nice taste but I got used to it and finished the glass do you want more, I nodded, she peed into the glass again and almost filled it with her golden liquid and passed the glass back to me , I drank this one quicker , so you like. They were as I remembered them, Pat and my Mother beautiful, My Father and Mike strong and handsome. Joy seemed to surround them. They kept bursting out in laughter. My Father suddenly caught up my Mother in his arms and whirled her in the air as she giggled in glee. I smoothed my skirt down. My skirt? I looked at myself. I was wearing a plain skirt that fell to my ankles. My bare feet peeped from under the hem and I curled my toes into the grass. I had on a loose blouse of some material that. Our version of this game required a dare to be preformed at the lost of any more hands. My wife lost, so I dared her to either kiss him on the lips or suck his cock. I wonder which one she would choose. Well she knelt down between his legs, and devoured his thick penis to the hilt over and over. The game continued for a short time, when I lost, and he dared me to get him another drink, so off I went to another room, to get his drink. When I got back, my wife had dragged him onto the bed and was.