Becky's young face turned sober. "I don't know, Mother."

"Why not?" Julie asked. "I don't mind at all. I kind of liked tasting your asshole."

"I might… you know, have an accident, like with Ben."

"You mean, you might shit?"

Becky nodded.

Julie considered a moment, then she said, a wicked grin on her beautiful face: "I don't think so, but if you do, so what?"

"But, Mother!" Becky exclaimed. "In your face? It wouldn't be like pissing if I shit in your face."

"You won't shit, honey," Julie said. "At least I don't think you would. But if it happened, it would be okay. I understand how excited a person can get."

Becky didn't reply.

"Speaking of piss," Julie said, "you wouldn't by any chance have to piss right now, would you?"

"Why?" her daughter asked. "Because I think I could piss, just a little." Understanding came over Becky's face. "You want me to piss on you, Mother?"

Julie nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling. "And you wanna piss on me?" Becky asked. "Would you mind?" Julie asked softly. A squeal bubbled from Becky. "I'd like to try it, Mother."

"In my face?" Julie asked softly, her voice husky.

"You want me to piss in your face? Not on your cunt, Mother?"

"Please," Julie said, her voice whispery.

With naughty giggles, Becky squatted over her mother's face. This time, however, she faced her mother's feet Julie gazed up at her daughter's crotch, seeing the sugary cunt slit, the tip of Becky's cunt. She stared at the spreading little ass cheeks, watching her daughter's tiny asshole twinkle. The scent assaulting her nose sent a burning, wild arousal through her.

Julie ran her hands up her daughter's thighs and cupped the small, sweet checks of her ass. She lifted her head, unable to resist giving that twinkling asshole a quick kiss. Becky cooed softly and twisted her ass into her mother's face. Julie scraped her tongue along the steaming cunt slit and around the puckered asshole, then rested her head on the bed again. Becky's cunt hovered a few inches above her face, and Julie waited expectantly.