"My pee. It comes back as water to drink, right?" Yes, but they clean it and filter it and it's just water again when it comes back. Not that pee is... really that bad - you could drink pee and it wouldn't hurt you. Some people do that for fun." I didn't tell her that I had played many pee games in my life and enjoyed them immensely. I just provided a bit of info - we couldn't have her stop drinking water just because it originated as piss."Can I drink some of yours?" I hadn't expected. "On your knees, slave," She ordered me. I knelt awkwardly in the leaves."Lick my asshole, slave," she ordered me. I felt someone stand in front of me and cheeks where pushed in my face.Mike said, "Here let us help." I heard them move and then Jill said, "Oh yeah boys, open up those cheeks."I leaned in and ran my tongue up and down her crack, lashing and nibbling."Oooh, that's nice, little slave." Thank the mistress, slave," Ben ordered me."Thank you, Mistress Jill." Ooh I like that. Mistress. I pulled out just in time and relaxed for a minute. Kitty looked at me knowingly before getting up off the couch and telling me to lie on my back. She quickly straddled me, saying "you've been so good to me. Let me return the favour." She slowly placed my thick unprotected member to her dripping pussy lips and sank down. "One year as a college cheerleader should mean I have strong lower back muscles, right?" She smiled widely before saying "let's test that theory." She started out riding me. I was forced to push her away because my erection was coming back, and a big boner is no way to great your family." Where's Mom and Dad," I asked. "Mom's Aunt Edna had a slight stroke, so they drove upstate for the weekend to make sure she's all right," she replied. " That sucks," I said. " It will be just me and the hunky college guy hanging out this weekend," she joked. When I thought about it, she was right, it wasn't that bad.It was about 9 P.M when we got back from the airport. I was.