“In my mouth, do it in my mouth!” Soumya and his father adjusted their aim and the great Bengalee singer Sharmila Chowdhury then had two hot piss streams flooding her mouth. The piss flowed out over her lips and continued to drench her Kamiz and further soaked her Salwar. Finally they were both pissed out and their streams stopped.
Sharmila leaned forward, pulled her husband and son toward her so their cocks were side by side and she sucked both of them into her mouth. She sucked the few remaining salty drops of piss from them and then stood up.
“Well, I guess I am ‘balanced’ now aren’t I?” Sharmila giggled.
Just then a car whizzed by.
“I guess we better get on home, huh?” Samaresh said.
Sharmila and son nodded, climbed into the back and her husband closed the door. Samaresh got in the driver’s seat and they headed for home. The rest of the drive home was pretty uneventful although Sharmila did flash a couple of truck drivers. When they got home, Sharmila slowly walked from the car into the garage hoping their neighbor might be looking. He wasn’t so, they all went in and she went up to take a shower and get into some dry clothes.
Later that evening, they were sitting on the sofa watching a religious film “Baba Taraknath”, Sharmila in a maxi and her husband and son were naked when she announced that she had to pee. Soumya stood up, his dick was already starting to harden, he took his mother’s hand to help her stand, and they walked out to the backyard garden. She told him to lay down and she straddled his hips. She squatted down and guided his cock into her pussy.
“You’re sure you want me to do this?” Soumya grinned at his mother and nodded his head. Sharmila relaxed and then her piss began with a hisssssing sound to flood her son’s crotch. After several seconds, Soumya wiggled his finger at her indicating he wanted his great Mamoni to piss on his chest.
Sharmila kind of waddled forward a bit and her stream of hot, the sound of pissing was changed, seeeee. .iiiiiii…soooooo. …., yellow pee traveled over his stomach and then onto his chest. Once his chest was soaked, he wiggled his finger again, immediately pissing sound converted in a siren and she moved slightly so her piss was flowing on to his face.
Soumya opened his mouth and managed to catch the last few tangy drops of his respected mother’s hot urine in his mouth. He licked his lips and smiled. “Mmmmm, that was so good and tasty!”
He stood up and his mother took her son’s hand, entered the drawing room again as she looked at her husband, “We’re going to take a shower together. Be back in a bit!” As she walked by her husband, he squeezed the cheeks of her ass, “You two have fun!”
They were in the shower for more than thirty minutes before they rejoined on the drawing room. They were both naked and carrying something cold to drink. He put his soda down on the table and, after she had taken several sips, Sharmila put her glass of wine down as well. Soumya stood behind her, put his hands around her waist and he began to grind his dick against her ass.
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