He was wearing crisp-looking khakis and a comfortable-looking shirt of oxford cloth with pale green stripes. He looked like he hadn’t shaved, but I ...ind of like the rough look, and his hair was just tousled enough to make you think he wasn’t overly fussy about grooming. When he held out his hand I took it. He held it just a second more than absolutely necessary, looking at me with those piercing blue eyes. If he had made a move to hug or even kiss me I doubt I would have resisted. Something. “John, pee on me.” “WHAT? What did you say?” “I said pee on me, baby. I want you to stand up and piss on me.” Shocked! Is she teasing me? “What?! Why? That’s so degrading.” “No it’s not,” and she suddenly realized she wasn’t as drunk as she thought. In fact, her porn surfing brought this new thought to mind, and she knew she was just kinky and horny enough right now to go for it. “At least I don’t THINK it is… I saw on some websites that people do it and it’s erotic or something. I. Graham. Please understand we're not telling you that you can't have friends over, you can, but not parties with a bunch of people." Understood, Mr.-I mean, Don. You don't have to worry about a thing," Jeri said."Good, now I'm going to see if our wives are ready to go," Don said. "I think we've seen all we can for now." I have one question," April said. "Would you mind if we went skinny dipping in the pool?"April blushed as she waited for an answer.Marc looked at Don, chuckled and said, "I look. I wanted to know if my mum was getting fucked again. I sneaked down stairs and listened out side their room. Sure enough I heard my mum moaning and talking dirty again. She must like it hard, I thought as I could hear the head board bouncing off the wall and my dad pounding away. That was enough for me. I was tired and was ready for sleep. Over the next couple of weeks, mum and I did take things slower. I hadn't received a blowjob from my step-mum for quite a while, although we did keep.