It didn’t take long before the first of their piss flowed down the tubes and into my mouth. I began swallowing the bitter, acrid fluid from their bo...ies. On several occasions, Mistress had me swallow a mouthful of her pee but never this much.I sensed that the women left the table after leaving their piss for me to drink but they were quickly replaced by more, they sat at the table in two’s three’s and four’s and pissed in their basins. The flow of femdom urine was almost constant and I. He couldn’t think of his ass like that.But his cock swelled quickly in his pants.It throbbed to life so fast.Got so fucking hard so quickly.He found himself pulling the cover completely away from his son’s body. He licked his lips looking at his trim legs, his sweet ass that made his mouth water for a taste. He moaned and fumbled at removing his pants, nearly falling on the bed before he finally kicked them off his feet.As he crawled up the bed, carefully wedging his body between Marack’s legs. Her breathing got heavier and she started to moan as I slid a couple fingers inside her. As I glanced up at her body I could see little goosebumps and tiny blonde hair standing on end all over her gorgeous body as she lay there, eyes closed and nearing an orgasm. She went silent for a brief moment, legs shifting and trembling before letting out one final, high pitched "aahhhhhhhh," as she came hard all over my fingers and tongue. "Get up here and fuck me with that big cock" she said with a grin. I decided to test him a little. I wasn’t wearing a bra and the thin blouse I was wearing showed off my nipples real good if I stretched my arms above my head, pointing to something. I did and I got the reaction I wanted. His face turned red as he stared at my nipples. I pretended not to notice but, now I knew. He wasn’t gay, just shy. I determined to fix that. The next day, being a Saturday, I decided to take a walk after breakfast. The farm was strictly a peanut farm, that was their only.