”I took my girl out to dinner. Rebecca may not have realized it, but she was the most beautiful woman in the room.Klaus Hanslein Junior:How the hell...are you supposed to take a shit out in the woods? There wasn’t anything I could sit on, and I sure as fuck couldn’t build a toilet. I stripped a handful of leaves from a bush, dropped my pants, and squatted. Then I fell over and lost my leaves. Could I lean against a tree? I waddled over to a tree with another handful of leaves. This time I managed. My pussy even got wet. We just haven't found the right time or place to go all the way yet... considering all the time I've been spending with Tom and Dan."Sara raised her eyebrows. "You've made out with them? And you enjoyed it?"Uh-huh. But, Mom, what I'm trying to say is just close your eyes and let me make love to you. Keep your eyes closed, try not to think of who is kissing you and... other things, just try and focus on how it feels.Terri placed a hand behind her mother's head and pulled. Both of you," I said as he withdrew and moved off me.The girl kissed me briefly. "You're welcome. There's more yet." Then she whispered in my ear, "Your husband wants to see me pee on you. Is that OK?" I looked at her and nodded, then looked at my husband as she took me by the hand and led me to my husband's en suite wet room. I lay on the floor, head towards the door so my husband had a good view, and she stood over me then squatted down so her pussy was only inches from my face again. I gazed. Reader discretion is advised.I remember it like yesterday, one solemn afternoon a week or two before the lockdowns began. It was raining, I think. Well, maybe I don’t remember it like yesterday. All I can say for sure is that I was fresh out of high school, graduated and all. My mom, Sarah is her name, had just got home from work and went into the shower to refresh herself for the evening. It was among her many rituals and patterns that I had grown up with.We lived in a small, two-bedroom, and.