“Too late,” a voice groaned inside my head. I immediately became aware of a pressure in my lower abdomen, subtle at first, but rising every moment. Knowing it would not subside; I slid my legs to the side of the bed until they got snagged a warm lump. “Sorry Diz,” I mumbled as the dog shot his head up and gave me a look. I carefully tucked my legs in to swing the rest of the way off the bed to avoid creating a scene. Diz was hard to muster, but once you did he would decide its playtime. I was in no mood blowjob for playtime. In fact, I wasn’t even prepared to leave the room. I grabbed for the empty Gatorade bottle and unscrewed the top. Sandra was fast asleep in the master bedroom; she had come down with a horrible case of the flu three days ago and I was staying as far away from her as possible. I relegated myself to staying in what was originally designed to be a guest bedroom, but in reality had become known as “Diz’s room.” I reached into the flap of my boxers, and felt for my cock. It felt warm in my icy hands. I snaked it out of my shorts and stuck it into the wide mouth of the bottle. Then, I let out a deep breath as my body began to relax. A wave of cozy relief washed over me as I felt a steady stream of piss pour out of me. A faint smell of ammonia rose up and gave me a dangerous feeling of taboo. Pissing in bottles was a bachelor’s game; a practice I hadn’t exercised in over three years since moving in with Sandra. But she had the bathroom on lockdown, and I didn’t want to disturb her, so I convinced myself that the bottle bathroom was as much a courtesy for her as it was a convenience for me. The pressure in my belly gave way to a sleepy sense of relief as I finished peeing. “Love it! “If I don’t intend to do so, I wouldn’t tell you everything in the morning,” she replied in assuring voice, then added, “Omg I was so scared you might get upset or react in different way, but you proved what you said about yourself.” Her mouth salivating, she worked the first cock, pistoning her mouth and hand up and down, just like in the videos she found online. So he had driven by. I have a cock, but I also have a blowjob pussy. I look back at her with giddy anticipation as she rubs it all over her cock. She raised her face to the vaulted ceiling and howled like an animal. What was the naughty thing that broke the muteness?” he asked. Then she was gone. You are Sven's sister.” Mom's lips popped off, my dick caressed by the air for a moment. I love it.” He said after three times of putting his tongue inside me. Finally, I pushed him away and rolled over to get my beer. My cunt was red and puffy, overflowing with cum that was frothing around Daddy’s pumping cock. She moved up me, and I stayed on my elbows, frozen in my fear of the moment, wondering if I should leap off the top bunk, smack my head on the floor, and claim amnesia about this whole ordeal. If you want me to give you that orgasm you wanted yesterday, I’ll do that. every little bit I can give her. Well it was dark outside. “Max.” She panted, “It`s Jason. Be a slut. “Seriously?” She led him to the bed and turned to him, her hands went to his belt and in moments JoAnne was pulling his pants down while he worked on his shirt.