Still no

Aaron once again ignored her question for the third time. He moved his focus to me and delivered several brutal slaps to my face before gripping my head firmly in place. I already knew what was about to happen, and I immediately sealed his cock with my lips. And as I expected, his piss started pouring like a faucet down my throat. Once again, I tried my best to fight off this urge to vomit and swallow every drop of his liquid as fast as I could. But it's not good enough; some of it traveled back. And since my lips were firmly closed, it escaped through my nose. It caused me to cough even louder, and my arms and legs were involuntarily moving violently. Tapping and kicking everything within its reach. Good thing Aaron held my head tightly; otherwise, I would have ended up spilling my breakfast all over my bed. And later, I think it would be fair to give Nicole hers as well, and she is likely already expecting it.

Normally, Nicole and I would prefer sperms filling our wombs first thing in the morning, especially when our bellies are flat. But if that's not possible, having piss for breakfast is also a nice way to start the day.

Nicole had stopped asking; it was clear to us that Aaron had no intention of responding to her request anytime soon, or possibly ever. To make her presence worthwhile, she sat on the bed and leaned down onto Aaron's chest, letting her tongue run through his nipples and chest, savoring the taste of his sweat.

Aaron reclined on the bed and relaxed himself, and I could feel the flowing of the yellow liquid had stopped, yet my coughing continued. As soon as my chest had calmed down and my limbs settled, I grabbed the edge of the bed to secure my position firmly and to prepare myself to **** my throat once more. Although Aaron had already painted my throat white and emptied his bladder, his cock remained hard and ready for another round. And so, I bobbed my head again.

Despite our efforts, Aaron didn't bother to acknowledge us. He just grabbed his phone and started scrolling through social media. I listened to some of the short videos he watched, and I heard Nicole giggle on some of it. I found those videos funny too; I would have joined her if my throat were vacant. Five minutes have passed, and Aaron decided to call someone.

"Oh, hey, Aaron. **yawn** What's up? A female voice spoke; she carried the tone of someone whose rest had been disturbed. I couldn't tell who she was and didn't bother to identify her either. She could be some girl he impregnated before and was considering giving her another baby bump. But she did call him Aaron, so she must be one of my friends or maybe one of his friends' girlfriends or sisters. Either way, identifying her would be a waste of time.

"Meet me at the Downtown Bistro. Go now." Aaron told the woman and then immediately ended the call. He didn't give her a chance to respond or even ask if she was free or not. And he didn't need to, of course; that would be absurd if he did.

After the call, he abruptly snatched Nicole by the hair and struck her face multiple times before inserting his fingers again into her mouth. And as she began to ****, he gave us the announcement that had us both shocked.