She figures it out

Your mother waits for an answer out of you, letting the feeder's dick fall out of her pussy as her attention turns to you. You don't really understand that she's asking you a question in the first place, so instead instead you move to suck on the feeder; your piss addled mind driving your motivations.

"Cock... Mmmm...." You manage to moan out before engulfing him. You can't remember ever tasting a penis this delicious in your life. You savor the intermingled flavors of his cum with your mother's cunt juice, as well as the lingering taste from him fucking your asshole not so long ago.

"Whoa! Hang on! OH! ...uh... Oh..." The feeder exclaims, unsure if he wants another blowjob already. He has lost count of the doses he's shot off since he's been here and even with the Zanalfil he doesn't know how many more loads he can manage today. Luckily, your enthusiastic tongue bath has convinced him that one more might not hurt. You try to clean every inch of his tasty cock and balls until all of the heavenly flavor is gone.

"Peter! Get in here! Now!" Martha yells, more mad at him for feeding you piss than at you for drinking it. Your brother slinks into the room, knowing he has been caught. "Have you been giving your sister ****?!"

"She was asking for it! She begged me to pee in her mouth! She's addicted!" Pete lies, trying to get himself out of trouble.

As Your mother begins to lecture Peter, the feeder overhears that you're an addict, deciding to take the opportunity to relieve himself into your mouth as you clean him. You squeal with delight as your mouth begins to fill with piss again, greedily chugging it down without spilling a drop.

Martha hears you loudly gulping from the feeder, even over her own yelling and she turns her attention to him instead, deciding it's time for him to leave. She shoves him backwards, forcing him out of your mouth and he begins hosing your face instead. You try to catch what you can as your mother continues to shove him out the door, herself getting sprayed down as the kicks him out.

A stray drop hits her lips and she absentmindedly licks it away, instantly reminding her of her time as a piss whore, back before they made it illegal, when your father would regularly use her as a urinal. Back then she was actually having fun, thinking the whore virus was the best thing ever. Unfortunately, he cut her off cold turkey after the law passed and she almost forgot how much she has missed it. She dreamily licks up as much as she can from where the feeder hit her before turning her attention back to your brother.

"Pete..." Martha coos, her mood quickly beginning to change. She realizes that if her husband won't give it to her any more, she could always start getting it from her son. "I thought you told me I was supposed to be your personal cumdump... Why would you use Sarah for that and not me?"

Your brother begins getting excited again, now that he's not in trouble anymore. He leads Martha back to her knees and she immediately sucks him into her mouth, hoping he has to pee again already. You whimper at not being included, especially now that the feeder is gone, so you attempt to work your way underneath Peter and lap at his balls.

"Why don't you go find your own, slut." Your mother says, coldly; blocking you from helping. Her jealousy towards you suddenly bursting forth now that she has had a taste of piss. She shoves you out the front door as well and locks it behind you before returning to her son.

You wobble drunkenly on the front porch, completely naked, trying to get your bearings. You aren't sure what's going on, but you are craving cock like you're starving to ****. You try to clear your head enough to think of where you can find one to suck.