I thought that should give him a good view of my ass. From behind me I heard "Goddamn Liz, looking good. Feeling sexy?"That was his usual cue that he ...was, so I looked over my shoulder and said "Take a goddamn shower stud, and I'll let you have your way with me. But no slam bang tonight." He slapped my butt, then hurried into the bathroom, and I heard the shower come on. I put on some of my good perfume, and spread my self out on the king size bed, my hands behind my head, letting my tits show. Every time I delivered a drink to the table they felt my bum cheeks then slipped one or two fingers into my well lubed boy pussy. Mr Baker had spent a good five minutes filling me with KY before he lifted my little knickers into place.After they had all been served and finger fucked my pussy, they started to move backwards from the table and make me suck their cocks, one after the other they used my mouth whilst fingering my bum.I walked out into the kitchen to make another drink when I felt. “You enjoy being mummy’s toilet, don’t you?” mum asked and although I couldn’t exactly see it I was sure she had blinked or at least would have blinked as she said so. “And look at you, your cock is growing hard while you drink my pee. Is mummy’s piss turning her little boy on that much?” I nodded but did what I could to not lose contact with my mistress since she was still having fun letting her yellow juices running down my throat. Then she was done and the stream got thinner again. The taste. Number Four came back into my view and sat down. I heard a belt jingling and then a zipper, I'm assuming it was Number One flopping it out. I saw so horny and my arse was hungry to get fucked. But Number One was taking his time, my arse was in the air waiting for him there were nine other guys watching and waiting for their turns. The guys that I could see in front of me were all rubbing their cocks through their suit pants.Then, Number One grabbed my hips with his powerful hands, I felt.