I had seen the same look on some of my girls, especially when something happened that caused them to miss their turn in the rotation. This situation w...s very different. The problem wasn’t my willingness; it was her father’s reaction. “Lisa, if we do what you’re thinking about doing, and your Dad finds out, he’ll kill me.”She shook her head, her ringlets dancing about. “I won’t let him.”I frowned. “You didn’t exactly try to stop him on that day.”“Yes, I did.”The insanity of our current situation. This new form of having a wee was enormous fun but Selena’s bladder was not even close to being empty. She finished her leak with a delicious burst of piss from her open pee hole that jetted past her curly pussy hairs and sprayed the sodden cardboard with one last dose of hot urine.Not even close to being spent Selena stood from her toilet squat and dashed over to where the filing cabinets placed up against the wall ended. Her nipples were as hard as rocks as she aimed her pussy slit towards. You kneel between my open legs. You scoop out some filling with your finger, cradle my erection in the palm of the other hand and rub the cream and jam along my cock. The sensations are exquisite as you massage my cock between your hands, if this isn't enough you then take me in your mouth and lick and suck off the cream. My dilemna not knowing whether to close my eyes to enhance the sensuous pleasure or watch and be so visually stimulated. Again more cream and jam I am in ecstacy. You kneel. Michelle introduced us, "This is my Aunt Missy, Aunt Missy this is Charles Marshal, or Chuck as he likes to be called." Chuck this is Mr. Howard Monet. He is our family counselor."I was too far away to shake hands so I said, "I'm very happy to meet you both." Then to Aunt Missy I asked, "May I call you Missy or is there a more appropriate name I should use." That would be fine. Please sit and eat."We all sat and when Missy reached for her glass of orange juice signaling everyone else to begin.