Maggie’s kisses grew more fervent. Mature porn “Maybe we’ll end up in Oz.”
“Cool,” said Maggie. And so then there we were, Maggie and I, gloriously naked together for the first time since we were little, when Mom would made us take baths together and scrub each other’s backs. “Your drool’s not that gross to me.”
Maggie giggled as I slurped the remains of her Big Gulp through the chewed-up straw, sloshing it around in my arid mouth. “Um, Maggie…”
“Watch me. “I’m not gonna try to piss in a cup unless you want me to piss all over the upholstery.”
“So what do you want me to do?”
“Pull over,” she said. “Hi,” she said, waggling her fingers at me as I watched the geyser of steamy liquid erupt from her furry crevice. A place I was never supposed to be. Arggh! “It’s OK,” said Maggie, when she’d finished. “Actually, I think I’d rather have the drool,” I said.
