A sob came from Julie's throat as she stared at the head of her son's cock. She gazed directly at his piss hole, anxious to see and feel his hot piss on her body. Ben stood before his mother, looking down at her hairy cunt.

"On your cunt, Mom?" he asked.

"Oooo, yes!" Julie whimpered. "On my cunt, Ben! Piss on Mother's cunt!"

Becky scooted close, her knees touching her mother's thighs, her eyes blazing with perverse excitement.

Ben, gaging softly with a slight embarrassment, shoved his hips forward a bit, and began to piss. The hot streaming of piss struck Julie's cunt. She groaned loudly as her son's hot piss splashed directly upon her knotted, distended, clit. She felt his piss burning on her cunt, and the rippling sensations of orgasm boiled deep inside.

"Ooooo, it's good!" Julie squealed, lifting her hips up to get her son's piss directly upon her pink, hair-lined cunt lips. "It's hot and good and I think I'm going to come, just like I thought I would!"

Becky was gurgling as she watched her brother pissing upon their mother's cunt. She rested a small hand on her mother's tit, her other hand moving along Julie's quivering stomach. Julie gave a low sob of ecstasy as her cunt convulsed. Trying to lift her hips and draw the hairy lips of her cunt open at the same time, she cried out with rapture.

Becky saw her mother's difficulty, and ran her small hands through the thick curls of pussy hair, parting her mother's cunt wide. The stream of hot piss boiled into Julie's cunt. The orgasms scared her pussy, and Julie fell over the arm of the couch, coming in powerful, ecstatic waves…

CHAPTER FIVE

Julie lay in her bed alone.

The day had certainly been something, she thought. She lay on her side, looking out the window. She seldom pulled the drapes because she liked to look out at the night sky before she went to sleep. No one could peek in at her, unless they come sneaking along the side of the house, and they had no business there in the first place.