My Mother is a Piss Whore Mom – Chapter 4 – 5

Kate wasn’t upset by her comments. Obsessed with her lust for sex and to prove something to Ann. Taking the glass she just use she handed it to Ann. “Ann I want you piss in this glass right here in front of me. Open

your legs hold the glass up to your cunt and piss in it, fill if you can. Don’t worry about your pee splashing on the floor.” She said.

Ann confused because of the harshness of moms voice sat on the edge of the sofa. being obedient she spread her legs and placing the glass close to her cunt. First a small dribble of piss started then a steady steam of clear warm piss released from her bladder. She filled the glass better then half full while she giggled, her hand shaking as her remaining piss went on the floor. Uncertain what mom was going to do she handed the glass to Kate.

Kate took the glass from Ann, holding it firm in one hand, the other reaching out to Ann, taking Ann’s hand in hers. speaking directly to her. “Ann I told you I was piss drinking whore. This is so special for me to have my still virgin daughters piss in this glass. Ann I’m going to drink your piss to show how much I love and want you in my life.” She raised the glass to lips and consume the several ounces piss from her wine glass.

Ann and I stood motionless watching our mother drink her piss. Then through her arms around mom kissing her and hugging her. “Mom your the best. WOW! I love you mom. Fuck that was awesome. Kevin she is a piss drink pig slut whore. You were right.” Ann’s heart was beating rapidly also, shaking from perverted sick act that she just witnessed.

I wasn’t shocked by Kate’s piss drinking knowing she drank some of mine the day before. It did put Ann in a different frame of mind, a little more apprehensive, shaking, at the same time anxious. Kate took her in her arms and assured her everything was okay. Then on the sofa, mom holding her daughter in her arms making her feel wanted and loved, explaining she needn’t guilty about anything she was going to do sexually.

I suggested we take a brake before we did or have anymore sex. I really needed a beer suggesting that the girls have a little more wine as I called Tim. Thinking about the next filthiest thing I would. I had no morals or guilt, I didn’t even think about how wrong it was, incest fucking with my sister and filming all of the perverted sex with a good friend and my mother included was what I wanted. Both of them my fucking whores. Wow!

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