From between her legs, the jetting shower of fountaining piss was beginning to dwindle. Zara found herself picturing the sight of Rebecca’s brother ...tood with his cock aimed into the air and with a stream of flowing piss leaving his bell-end, a fast-flowing arch that would land messily in his sister’s massive piss puddle on the toilet floor.‘Wait for me,’ Rebecca said finishing off her leak with one last squirt from her piss hole nestled between her creamy legs. ‘I want to watch as well’. Zara. While doing so, she put her hand over my tool and started to stroke over the Pj. After some time she got rid of my Pj and boxer, and got the whole tool in her hand and started to stroke it.My tool went up to 7inches and moving along her hand nicely with its red head. Then I rose her up from her kneels and removed her nighty from top, while removing I could see her milky boobs pressed tight inside her cream colour bra which was most attractive. I immediately tore her bra and started to suck her. I'm here on a diplomatic mission, and demand that you summon your senior officer to attend me immediately."My high handed arrogance did the trick, and he scuttled away. Moments later a harassed looking cove, dressed in a similar uniform to the first man but adorned with more braid, appeared.I explained to him, in my dubious French, the late Professor Pompidou had been a subject of His Gracious Majesty King George III, and I had arrived to collect important documents to deliver to the British. How often did you cook at home this week?" The girls and Andrew looked pretty blank."My mom does all the cooking. Why would I do it?" Did any of you cook at home?" Shorty raised her hand. "How many different dishes did you make?" Two. I only know how to make Macaroni and Cheese and Chicken Noodle Soup. It comes out of a can." Brian, how many meals did you make at home this week?" Uh ... five breakfasts and three dinners. And I tried baking bread twice." Why do you cook breakfast and dinner?".