"Ooooh!" she moaned. "Ahhhhh, wonderful!"

Joey had no idea what his mother was doing. His cock was gripped tightly in her fist, and he couldn't pull it back through the hole. His prick was starting to droop, but his mother clutched it firmly.

How long she held her son's cock this way, wiping his come juice into her face, Peggy had no idea. However, it must have been five or ten minutes. During that time, Peggy experienced a series of orgasms she would have thought impossible only a few days before. For a woman who had not experienced an orgasm in years, she was suddenly enjoying multiple orgasms of such fierce intensity she could hardly stand it.

"Mom, turn loose, please," she heard her son saying.

Her fingers relaxed, and she felt him starting to pull his cock back from the peephole. Then, suddenly, she gripped his limp cock hard again, clinging to the cockhead and stopping him.

"Pee for me," she whispered.

"I didn't hear you, Mom."

"Honey, I said pee for me," she said a bit louder.

"What?"

"Piss for me!" she shouted. "Piss, Joey! Piss through the hole!"

She couldn't see his cock in her fist, and slowly relaxed her grip. But when she felt his cock pulling back, she clutched hard again.

"No, Joey!" she hissed. "Piss through the hole? I want to watch you piss!"

This time as her fingers reined, his cock remained there. The prickhead was barely showing because his cock was so limp and soft, but Peggy could see it, and she waited breathlessly for her son to send a stream of hot, golden piss into her bathroom.

At first, Joey seemed to have some trouble. He dribbled a small amount of piss, but the force was not enough to send it past the hole in the wall.

"Harder!" Peggy hissed excitedly.

The piss stream grew with power, and then it gushed through the hole and splashed onto the floor. Peggy gurgled hotly, her eyes haze as she stared at his piss stream.