‘Mr. Kingston, you need rest. Please go home with your friends. I’ll sit with her for you, just go home.’ ‘Darren, my name is Darren.’ He cr...aked. ‘Ok, Darren. You need rest. I’ll stay with her for you and you can come back here first thing.’ The honeyed-voiced angel spoke to him. ‘Thank you, Ms. ...’- she interrupted. Sharon, my name is Sharon.’ She replied. ‘Thank you, Sharon. Tell her I’ll be back as soon as I can.’ Darren whispered as they left. Shaun, Darren, Michal, and Kevin rode to the. Armstrong, her own belly swollen with my brother's daughter, crawled up to me. She was eight months along. I don't know if Clint bred her that morning in the massage room or not, but it was close to that day. She nuzzled her face into my pussy. I shuddered and then groaned as I relaxed my bladder. My piss flowed. I groaned into the kiss with Stefani. Our lips worked together, tongues dueling as the urine streamed out of me.A wonderful, delicious tingle raced through me. I let out such a throaty. I simply didn’t have the extra hours to spare.The only way I could make more hours available would be to not go home on Saturday evenings. If I stayed in, I’d have an additional four or five hours to do homework, as well as extra time on Sunday morning before and after church. But that would mean not seeing Jocelyn, and seeing her was something I didn’t want to give up. So that meant there was no extra time to be had, which meant I would have to complain about my lab partners if they didn’t. But it's a comfortable life ... I guess." I'm so sorry, Helen," I said. "I didn't mean to pry." Well, I asked a lot about your personal life, so fair's fair," Helen said. "It's not all bad though, I do miss sex a bit, but I have my work and the children when they turn up between terms."The conversation rambled on for another hour after that but it marked a sort of sea-change in our relationship. We never openly flirted and tended to shy away from expressing desire (well I did), but we were very.