"Oh, God!" Peggy wailed. "Ohhhh, God!" The orgasm shot up and down her body, consuming her flesh. Her cunt seemed to suck inward, her cunt throbbing with spastic tremors that went on and on. She jerked one piss-wet hand upward and squeezed painfully at her tit, twisting her nipple painfully. Her hips jerked back and forth as she came, and Joey stared in awe through the peep hole.

Her grinding hips slowed, and then she stood, her feet slightly apart, trembling from head to toe. As the frenzy of her orgasm faded, Peggy slowly removed her piss-drenched panties. She started to toss them into the hamper – but suddenly she stuffed them through the hole in the wall. She watched as her son pulled them through, then she bent over and peeked.

Joey was running her wet panties about his cock, bringing them to his face. She watched him for a while, curious. But Joey wadded her wet panties up and left the bathroom.

Standing up again, Peggy gazed at herself in the mirror. Cock cream glistened wetly on her face, mostly her lips and chin. She grinned at her reflection, wiping her fingers across her chin. Darting her tongue out, she licked at her lips. The warm taste of come juice sent a shiver up and down her spine. With her eyes glowing, she watched herself as she licked the jism from her lips, sticking her tongue as far down on her chin as she could.

Turning on the shower, she giggled softly. She was certainly taking an awful lot of showers and baths. But then, she had never pissed in her panties so often.

But, oh, how she had wanted to! It felt better than she had expected. Pissing in her panties felt good, exciting, and it was even better with her son watching her through the hole in the wall.

Peggy understood her son. She knew he was looking at her, could feel his eyes on her body. After announcing that one time about going to the bathroom, she had never mentioned it again. When she went, she said nothing, but knew her son would be right there, peeking in at her.