“It’s exquisite isn’t it my dear Debbie,” Grace Timmons purred. The light touch of Grace’s fingernails on Debbie Pearson’s thick 1 inch nipple had left Debbie gasping and a trickle of pussy juice running down her thigh. “I have so much to show you this afternoon,” Grace purred on as the fingernails on the other hand dragged on Debbie’s other nipple. Debbie was standing with her legs slightly spread so her thick tender clit wouldn’t be stimulated. Her tight vagina squeezed another trickle of pussy juice down her now quivering thigh. Grace smiled as she reached under Debbie’s short silk robe and felt the wetness on her thighs. “Oh my, our tight little pussy is squeezing already and I haven’t even put my finger on it yet. Oh were going to have so much fun this afternoon Debbie honey,” Grace purred. Debbie gasped and her vagina squeezed hard as a lot of pussy juice started to stream from her cunt. Grace’s fingernail scratched lightly across her rectum and the tender area toward her squeezing vagina. “Let my hand go darling, spread your thighs a little,” Grace purred. Debbie had involuntarily clamped her soft thighs around Grace’s wrist and hand. Her hips were moving slightly as she tried not to ride Grace’s wrist and hand. Pussy juice was running out of her squeezing cunt on to Grace’s wrist and hand. “Come on Darling Debbie, let my hand go. You can do it honey,” Grace purred.
“Grace, please, the door,” Debbie Pearson gasped slowly opening her thighs. Debbie was standing in the vestibule of her house. The front door was wide open. She was on display for anyone who cared to look. “Oooooohhhhh God,” she moaned as that wicked fingernail of Grace Timmons scratched lightly at her rectum again. There was something about Grace Timmons she needed to remember, but what was it? The fingernail moved again causing Debbie to gasp. She needed time to think. She felt like she had to pee. “Ooooohhhh Grace, please,” she moaned her hips moving on Grace’s wrist and hand.
Kirk, Krista and Kimberly Pearson were watching from behind the hedge in the Pearson’s front yard. Kirk was rubbing at the front of his shorts as he watched Grace Timmons tease his mother. They were only 20 or 25 feet away and could hear most of the conversation. They were all on there knees. Kirk’s cock had gotten hard and popped through his jockey shorts. The head was rubbing on the rough texture of the shorts he was wearing. He was unzipping his pants so he didn’t make a mess in his shorts. “Here, let me Kirk,” 18 year old Kimberly Pearson hissed as his cock popped through his pants. Kirk had been close and came almost instantly when Kimberly sucked his cock into her hot mouth.
“Save some for me Kim,” Krista whispered.
“Damn, Kimmy that’s good,” Kirk gasped quietly as his 11 inch cock exploded in Kimberly’s mouth. As she finished with his cock Kirk said, “Shit, I think Moms pissing.”
“Feels good doesn’t it honey?” Grace Timmons purred. “I’ll bet you need to go to the bathroom room huh, Debbie dear?” Grace moved a little and let out a little gasp. Damn, she had forgotten how hard and sensitive her own little boy clit was and it had rubbed against her dress. Debbie looked at her through glazed deep blue eyes as she nodded slowly answering the question. Grace moved her fingernail and then dug it in gently and quickly as she purred, “Its okay honey, go ahead and piss.” A little squirt of urine squirted out and Debbie squeezed it off quickly gasping. Debbie’s legs were quivering with the strain of holding in the urine as the little stream she released tickled her soft inner thighs as it dribbled down mixing with her pussy juice. Grace reached under her gown with the other hand and found her three quarter inch thick tender clit. Debbie gasp when she tapped it twice gently with her finger. Debbie was biting her lip to keep from making noise. She felt like she had been holding her breath for an hour. Grace’s other hand moved again scratching at the tender place lightly before quickly digging the fingernail in a little, quickly. “Come on baby, piss for Gracie, it’ll feel so good. Oh my, your big clit is throbbing baby. Be good for Gracie let it all go baby,” Grace Timmons purred. The fingernail scratched and dug a little at her tender spot. The fingernail on the index finger of the Grace’s other hand dragged lightly on Debbie’s thick and very tender clit. Debbie Pearson could stand no more. She clamped her wet thighs around Grace’s wrist and started to ride it. Her vagina squeezed hard as Grace dug her fingernail in again and the urine started to flow. “That’s good baby, give it all to Gracie,” Grace Timmons purred.
