The bitch Ithought it was as much as she would do to touch my prick with herhand. She then relieved herself unashamedly and the hot jet splashedoff th... bowl and into the pipe. I immediately slammed my tounge up tothe pipe so that I wouldn't have to drink the foul liquid. The tastethat greeted my tastebuds was horrid.When they had both recovered my wife got up and laughed at the halffilled bowl, "My word I didn't know a bladder could hold so much.Lucky that you are thirsty my dear". She then. My breasts jiggled as I grabbed his short, black hair. I held him tight, whimpering, groaning.“Daddy!” I gasped. “Oh, Daddy! Daddy! Yes, yes, eat me! Feast on me!”He growled and lapped at my pussy.He brushed my clit over and over. He caressed my bud, sending pleasure burning through me. I squeezed tight about his head. His whiskers rubbed against my folds and clit as he thrust his tongue back into my cunt. He buried deep into my pussy, swirling it around inside of me.He teased me. Feasted on. He shook his head in agreement. "James and I repopped a pickup last month. We realized, when he came out all pissed, that we had gone to school with the guy. He gave us this song and dance about how bad he needed his truck.'Just catch up your payments, ' James told him. 'The finance company don't want your truck.''James, I'm gonna be up front with you man. I cook some evil shit back in the woods, but I got all messed up with the guys who sold me some ingredients and they took all my cash. I got. .. This is not me, I'm not...I'm sorry Anne, but I should leave." She felt tears come to her eyes all at once and she started to move to get up. Anne quickly reached out and grabbed Katie's arm and said, "Wait, you at least owe me an explanation. I thought we had something here." Wiping the tears from her eyes Katie said, "I'm so sorry, Anne. I just...I don't think I can do this." Instead of being angry, Anne sat up and embraced Katie, holding the sobbing woman tightly until she had calmed.