."Well... yes, of course I am! I didn't shit for two days now..." Em, er.... wait a minute... I think I can handle you shitting, but what if you're go...nna piss, too? Please don't be unfair!"She thought for some seconds, considering the matter. Then she came to a conclusion."You're right. Pissing is crap... a wet book wouldn't be fun at all. I think I'll have a piss right now, before we're getting started." And where d'yer wanna piss?"She looked around the room."Since there is no toilet in here,. Mixed with her sweat, a rivulet had run down between her legs onto the lip of her pussy. Not much, but distinctive. Slightly bitter but not totally unpleasant. A stronger taste that I might have expected had I given it any thought. I kept licking her, neither avoiding the cum nor seeking it out, but getting harder and harder. I'd like to be able to say some realisation hit me at the time, but it is really only looking back that I see the significance of what happened next. Maybe it was the. I wasn’t privy to this whole drama, mostly because of my own with Jana and Rachel, as well as the whole mess with Aunt Lydia’s funeral and its impact.Rachel came back from college for the summer and we spent much of that time muddying the waters and blurring the lines of our familial bond, just as we had in the past. That was especially true once Jana and I broke up, after a passionate, three-year affair that was the first complete romance of my life. That it was statutory rape never concerned. Cory smiled and said, “I’m pretty certain we both would. The little sample I just got from around Denise’s lips was delicious.”Ellen didn’t seem intimidated. She smiled right back at him and asked, “What do you think your uncle would have to say about that?”Cory shrugged and said, “From what I’ve learned about him lately I think he might find it interesting. I’ve learned a lot about both of you in the past week that I never would have suspected if it hadn’t been for Denise.”Then he got a.