In a sort of inquisitive way, without using any words, I think we were both trying to gauge where this was leading. As I looked into her eyes she open...d her mouth slightly and let out a slow long quite breath. Helen then moved her head and eyes down to her waist in a attempt to draw my attention to what she was now doing with her hand . When I looked down I could see she had now placed her right hand inside her panties and was slowly rubbing her pussy.As I watched she turned slightly in a. .. as you do - hearing her pissing, and somehow this turned me on. The splash was loud and long and I think there was a small fart, making me smile. She was a big toilet roll spinner. I heard her blow her nose and sniff. By the time she emerged, still looking very sad, I had a semi hard on under my night shorts. Luckily she didn’t seem to notice as I tried to pull my T shirt a bit lower over it.“Help me up the stairs, like a good boy,” she slurred, with a resigned grin. It wasn’t wide enough. And there is only one way I know to do that, I take my girls to my bed and fuck their little pussies for all their worth.”Shocked but curious, up until that night Allen had never given much thought to the subject of i****t one way or another. But the minute Chris made his naughty confession; Allen just knew he had to know more. “Wow that sounds exciting, how long have you been do...” his voice trilled off as if not to seem overly excited about what he was about to hear.Chris picked up the. Paris knew her time would come. They all loved to lick pussy. They all also liked to be caned. It made them hot. Turned them on. None of them particularly enjoyed caning the others. They took turns though. At least two out of the three girls were going to enjoy it though. Paris announced. “Katie threw a five. So she gets five strokes before she can start licking Emma. I’ll then give another stroke every ten seconds until she makes Emma cum.” Katie smiled. Five strokes. Then another every ten.