Julie and Becky came awake swiftly.

Ben had come into his mother's room. The sun was streaming through the window, and he had seen them sleeping, lying on the wet bed. He had climbed silently on the bed, and sprayed hot piss all over them.

Julie and Becky sleeping with her faces in each other's cunt, woke up, startled.

Ben laughed, swinging his cock and pissing dawn on both his mother and sister. Becky and Julie scrambled about, squealing in surprise. "Damn you, Ben," Julie said, on her knees at the head of her bed. "You're pissing in my fucking bed. You want to piss in a bed, go piss in your own."

"But yours was already pissed in, Mom," he laughed, shaking off the final drops of piss.

"I guess you're right," Julie said, grinning. Becky was standing on the other side of the bed, her hair dripping piss, glaring at her brother. "No sense in ruining two beds. But haven't you ever heard of using a bathroom?"

"It looks like you and Becky don't know what a bathroom is, either," he laughed. "Somebody sure pissed in this bed."

"Now I gotta take a shower," Becky complained. "I hate to take a shower in the mornings. I like mine in the afternoon or evening. Fuck you, Ben!"

"Where?" Ben teased. "In the cunt or mouth?"

"Ohhh!" Becky stamped her small foot. "You… you asshole, you! Just wait, I'm gonna catch you sleeping, and I'm gonna piss in your fucking face and drown you!"

Julie laughed at the bickering, knowing Becky wasn't as mad as she pretended.

"Now we have to buy a new bed far me, as well as a couch," she said. "We've got to stop pissing on the furniture. At this rate, we'll go broke fast."

"When a guy has gotta go, he has gotta go, Mom," Ben said, laughing.

"Then use the fucking bathroom from now on," Julie said.

"And what are you and Becky gonna use?" he countered.

Julie remembered the night before. "None of your business," she said.

Becky, inside the adjoining bathroom, called out: "Do like I do, Ben use Mother's mouth."