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Trade-in wifeGloria had felt this almost identical feeling only during intercourse, and now she was ashamed of it. Not because it was there, but because of the cause – seeing her son's penis! "Well," Sharon said, watching her brother finger the long organ. "What are you waiting for? Go ahead start pissing!" As if on command, Stan began to urinate. The yellow stream of fluid shot out over the cement floor, spurting a few inches across the chalk line. He arched his hips forward in an attempt to make the stream reach further out, his face screwing up as he tried to apply more pressure on his emptying bladder. As his mother watched, the yellow stream diminished and dripped a few times. Stan shook the organ, then replaced it inside his pants. "Okay, smart-ass," he said. "See if you can do better than that." To her horror, Gloria saw her young daughter unhesitatingly unbutton the fly of her tight jeans, then slip them down her smooth thighs. Sharon's fingers slid into the waist band of her, panties and those rolled down to her half-masted jeans ...» |
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