Memories of last night played through my mind and my penis thickened under the sheets. Turning my head, I realized I was alone in bed. I didn't hear any sound from her bathroom so I assumed she was downstairs. With a smile on my face, I hauled my ass into the bathroom to shower and dress. Once done, I headed down to the kitchen, my stomach growling with hunger.Mom was at her usual spot, at the sink filling the coffee pot. She was wearing the night shirt I was growing very fond of; it naturally hugged her bottom and outlined her panties."Morning, Mom."Turning her head, Mom gave me one of her million watt smiles and said, "Good morning."I made myself a bowl of cereal and asked Mom what her plans were for the day, perfectly normal, as if nothing had happened."I'm playing a round of golf this morning with Janice," she answered. "I'm planning on having lunch at the golf course, so you're on your own until this afternoon."And so I was. I occupied myself, or should I say I tried to,. Ripping the jacket from around her waist, she threw it down in the grass. She quickly plopped her round and now slightly wet ass in the grass beside the path. And not a second too soon; a dribble leaked achingly all over her pussy and through her pants, and slowly morphed into the thundering stream that felt so good. She felt the piss soaking into her clothing. A younger couple probably in their thirties jogged past her, seemingly uninterested in the woman sitting next to the path with a blissful look on her face; little did they know that as they passed her and moved into the distance, her bliss was in regard to the pee forcefully exiting her private parts and pooling around her butt.Becca moaned in absolute pleasure as it squirted out of her. Maybe she would have to do this again. She certainly liked it, and in fact found herself a little aroused. The piss just kept coming. She felt the last drops of what had probably been about a pint of hot, yellow piss run through her clothing.
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