Jay gasped as he saw the golden piss flowing from his mother's pink, hairy cunt. It flew across his head but he lifted himself upward. Shellie watched... as her son shoved his face into the stream, taking the full force of it into his face."Ooooh, honey, I like to piss in your face!" she mewled. "I just love to piss in your little cunt-sucking face!"Jay twisted his face around so he could feel his mother's hot piss stinging his closed lips. Slowly he parted them, tasting his mother's piss. Shellie. Then? Do the same to Tracy andAlice please."Faltering, he got up from his chair and approached Cynthia.. He was takentotally by surprise when instead of waiting for him, she stepped forwardquickly and took him in her arms. He actually struggled for a second, butshe was too strong for him. When she finished with him, he never had achance to apologize as Tracy pulled him into her embrace. Then Alice tookhim over.By the time they had finished with him, his mouth was red with theirlipstick - that. .feeling its swollen shape between finger and thumb. Mark groaned in disbelief......unable to comprehend what his eyes were seeing.....his own mother wanking on her clit right in front of his eyes."Cum for me, darling! Cum like you did on my arse last night," she teased as Helen recalled some of her dream......"You remember my arse don’t you, darling?" Helen continued, "Mummy’s arse that you shot your spunk over. Do it, honey, do it to me again! Cum for me baby!.....Mummy wants to see her. I called him just before I left to see if he had any final questions. "Tim, I'll be up at my cabin, no phone or mail, as you remember. If you need to get hold of me, send a letter to General Deliver in Payson."Two days later I was back at my cabin. It was a nice place, not large but a well-made log cabin. The front half was a kitchen with running water thanks to a nicely engineered mix of a spring, pipes, storage tank. The house was on the side of a slope with a place to park on a flat in front.