She felt a small dribble, and her body flushed with heat. Her face turned pink, but not with shame. She was managing to do it. She pissed a bit more, feeling her panties become wet. Her cunt was pulsating as if on fire now, and she strained harder than ever.

A stream of piss flowed out of her cunt, soaking her panties, and dripping into the toilet. She lifted her head up, eyes closed with pleasure, her lips slightly parted.

Joey, although his mother was sitting uptight, was surprised. He could hear her pissing, and she still had her panties on. He had to dig his knuckles into his mouth to choke back the gasp of surprise.

Peggy wasn't thinking of her son now. The gush of hot piss was flowing freely for the first time. Her body shivered with pleasure, her thighs and ass cheeks turning wet with piss. Her clit pressed hard at her panties, throbbing so deliciously. She felt the swelling of that long remembered orgasm, and her hands flew to her tits. She dug her fingers into her firm tits hard, grunting in a thick sound.

Her cunt suddenly convulsed, and she squealed, unable to hold back the sound. She came tightly, the lips of her cunt squeezing with fiery spasms. Her body shook as she came, and she kept squealing, kept digging brutally at her tits.

On the other side of the wall, with his eye pressed to the hole, Joey pounded his cock frantically. He didn't know his mother was coming, but he knew she was pissing into her panties, and that excited the hell out of him. His cock was painfully hard, and his balls ached. He pumped his tight fist furiously, the head of his cock brushing the wall. Like his mother, he couldn't stop the grunt of pleasure when he came. The creamy come juice gushed out of his cock and splattered the wall, running down it thickly. His vision turned hazy as he came, and when it cleared, he saw his mother was on her feet, her hands under her skin. He watched her strip the wet panties off and toss them into the nearby laundry hamper.