" Really? I've got to find out Stone's secret. I can only get 2-3 quarts per udder at most from my cows."Just then Stone entered the tent and said "No...w, now, Sylvia. No peeking. I'll be showing her in a little while. You can wait just like everyone else."Sylvia grinned at Stone and said "Are you kidding? You've been bragging about this cow for months now. I had to see her as soon as possible. But I must say, you weren't exaggerating. A gallon per udder! Amazing."Stone took Sylvia by the elbow. I did not have to wait too long that late afternoon for the next ride, a college girl in a VW bug driving less than an hour to her off-campus room in Cedar City. LaVerne was maybe a little older than I was. We chatted and flirted. She thought I was cute. Her roommate was gone for the weekend. She invited me in for a student-quality spaghetti dinner and cheap red jug wine. I sang for my meal. She poured more wine. ‘I’ll have you know, I imported this Gallo burgundy all the way from Nevada!. “Let’s wait until later, Charlie,” she proposed, giving my cock a final squeeze. “We shouldn’t keep your parents waiting. It’s almost nine already.”Very reluctantly I agreed and made a promise that her tits would get my full attention that night. With a still-hard cock, I made my way out of bed and began getting dressed, which can be very challenging in a fully aroused state. Though Erika and I had had a wonderful fuck session last night, my balls were primed for another release. Unfortunately,. To be my mom’s human toilet was as pleasurable for me as it was humiliating.‘Then you will be my daily toilet slave from now on. Every time I want to take a leak, you will open your mouth and drink it.’‘Y...y…yes mom I stammered. ‘You didn’t do a very good job did you?’ she said. ‘I’m going to have to punish you in a very special way for letting my pee spill on the floor.’She turned around and lowered herself onto my face again. ‘Lick my asshole!’ she commanded.‘I readily began to lick and.