“Nae but its lovely having ye so close,” he said as she squirmed around on his cock.”Janet looked on somewhat drunkenly, “Gerroff let me have ... go, “ she insisted.Morag reluctantly moved aside as Janet removed her jeans and pants completely and took Morag’s place straddling Jock and sinking down onto his penis.“Now can you feel that?” Janet insisted as she squeezed Jock’s shaft with her well developed and well practised cunt muscles.“No, not really.” Jock lied as he desperately tried to resist. I was licking his ass and begging him to dump his load into the glass when he said the mixture wasn't yet. I could still add another taste to the mix, and he wanted me to taste all of him."What else can you put in it sir?" What else do you like the taste of slave?"Now we had had this discussion a few times. While I did want him to be clean and hygienic for these activities, one thing I don't like is the taste of shower gel or wipes etc. I know he has to be clean, and that he wants to be clean,. I spied on them a little, but only when I had to get up to piss and Billie showed me what happened. Billie, she did her own thing with Uncle Roger and Aunt Elisabeth. Mostly fellatio and cunnilingus, but some analingus, too. She basically fluffed for them and none of them minded at all. That’s what she wanted to do and I approve for sure.“Hence why I slid into bed with you so early. Mom, well, she didn’t take long to follow suit. What else to do? You’re her husband and she loves being your. We grinned at each other and laughed, and Rebecca flushed a bright red as realisation came along with the hiss of urine into straw from the sound system of the laptop. 'Oh!' she gasped. 'That's so GROSS!' and we laughed all the more, asking her what else she expected Jason to do. 'It must be AWFUL down there! And he can't even wipe himself!' she wailed, and we grimaced and changed the subject. That evening, as I was scraping the contents of the swill bucket into the pipe, I recalled Rebecca's.