“I’m sorry, mom, I’m really sorry. I won’t do it again,” I said and kissed her forehead.She smiled and asked, “Why are you apologizing?”...and kissed my forehead.“You look…tired,” I said.“Honey, the more your partner looks tired, the more she enjoyed it. I’m glad you are gradually developing this whole thing with me.”“Mom, listen, I wanted to say something to you,” I said.“Yes, go ahead.”“One day, if I get a girlfriend, I can’t be doing this with you. I don’t want you to get hurt if that happens.. Beth stepped out of view for a moment,and I began to panic. I feared two things. One, thatshe was heading to the door because she knew I wasthere, or two, that she was moving to another part ofthe bedroom to finish undressing. When she didn’tarrive at the door, I pushed a little more, wideningthe opening.If Beth looked towards me, she would definitely noticethe door had opened a bit, but I had to take thechance. She was at a dresser, and reaching for thefront-clasping bra. I would have. He kept pissing and pissing, and I was continually swallowing as he said, “Oh fuck, gringo, I can feel your mouth and throat moving to swallow my nasty piss. So just keep swallowing. You might not have known that you would be a piss pig as well as a cum slut, but you sure seem to be enjoying it.”His flow of piss finally stopped, and Diego partially sat up over me with me still sucking his soft cock. He just smiled down at me, undoubtedly enjoying me being sexually submissive to him as I. It had barely been a full day, and the two leopards couldn’t change their spots. They had reverted back to their true nature once they had to do hard work. They may have played submissive when they could play with their tits and run around outside, but they had spent nearly an hour in this hot, smelly old man apartment that smelled like mothballs and golf bags and I knew they had enough of being around each other.“You are all dirty!” my mom noticed that Honey’s skirt and the shirt was soaked in.