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Understanding mom-in-law

... earlier, and had taken it into her mouth a few times - but nothing serious. Now however, she commenced to give me a proper blow-job. And she was good - maybe not the best I would ever have - but certainly the best I'd had until then. Unlike many of my partners, who did it out of duty, but weren't really into it - Pat truly seemed to enjoy sucking cock. But there was a problem. "I'm sorry" she said, "I can't concentrate - I need to pee." If I had hesitated, it probably wouldn't have happened - but I immediately blurted out, "I wouldn't mind a taste of that!" Pat hesitated, and then shrugged. "I tried it once - it was like floor-cleaner. But if it turns you on....let's go over there." She pointed at a rocky patch, off to the side. I couldn't believe my luck - it was something I'd fantasized about many times, but the one time I had mentioned it to my wife, she had just looked at me, as if I was a fungus, before walking away. We went off to the side, and I knelt before her. Pat raised one leg onto a rock, spread her pussy-lips and aimed her groin at my eager face. I didn't want to miss one drop, so I moved closer. Hesitantly, Pat released a small trickle. I quickly lapped it up - and loved it. "More?" she asked. "More!" I demanded. Slowly she released her stream, until my mouth was directly under it - and then the floodgates opened. The stream hit the back of my throat and I had to fight a cough for a moment, but then I managed to swallow the first half mouthful - keeping my ...

... mouth open to be re-filled, before it became too much. Her bladder must have released about three cup-fulls - no wonder she was uncomfortable. I was in heaven, as I let it fill my mouth and then overflow, running down my chin. I had intended to lick her pussy clean, when she was finished, but changed my mind at the last moment. Once I saw that she was done, I kept the last mouthful, rose quickly, grabbed her face between my hands, planted my wet lips on hers, forced them open with my tongue, and released a trickle of her own pee into her mouth. Pat didn't pull away, but at first her eyes opened wide, before she eagerly sucked the last drop off my tongue. "More!", she said, as she knelt before me. Well, I wasn't sure if I could, but I needn't have worried. Maybe fifteen seconds after she knelt before me with her wide-open mouth, I started. I had aimed at her breasts, because I didn't want to get any into her eyes, but as soon as the stream started, I worked it upwards until it was hitting her thirsty mouth. She gagged a few times, but let it fill her mouth before moving her head forward - until her mouth enveloped my still peeing dick. I couldn't believe it - Pat's tongue was working my dick, as I was peeing into her mouth, watching it run out the sides and down onto her breasts. When I was finished, she released my dick - and we both admired my hard-on - finally ready for more action. We hurried back to her sarong - now severely cum and sweat-stained - and she pushed me down on ...