It was piss. Where the hell was I? Then two parts of darkness parted and I saw a face looking at me."Bonjour monsieur. Comment allez-vous? Ouvrez votr... bouche si vous veuillez."So I opened my mouth and the piss squirted in. I just had to gulp it down. It tasted salty, I had forgotten the taste. I could see that the woman above me was only crouching over the toilet seat. When the flow of piss stopped she sat down properly and looked down at my face once more and spoke (in French)"Lick me now to. My Mum was 49 and still in great shape. Her sister, Helen was 3 years older, and still looked fabulous.Aunt Helen was on holidays at our place one summer. She would often visit, but this was a different experience, because she was grieving the loss of her husband.Betty (Mum) had separated years ago, Dad took off with a young air head secretary.Just weeks before A. Helen came to visit, Mum had busted me masturbating, unbeknown to me.....I had been sitting at my computer scanning for porn (like. The eveing arrived, she buzzed me that she will be ready at 8pm. Simce it was a wednesday drink and drive was not an issue so I got ready,white trouser, white shirt , brown belt, brown shoes and a royal blue blazer was my outfit for the party. I was on my way to pick shweta, assuming what she will wear and how she will gel up with me and my friends. She had good features and an amazing body structure. I huged her at her building , I was meeting her for the first time, she was looking damn hot. .. keep me ... own me..." she moaned. Victor's mind locked the office door as they moved into the tiny washroom. Her mind echoed with passion and pleasure. Victor found that she was a closet submissive, needing a strong male to guide her and dominate her, but afraid to show weakness in front of anyone lest she be taken advantage of."Take off your clothes for me." he said, putting down the toilet lid so he could sit down. She moaned passionately at her fantasy come true."Yes, sir." she replied..