Piss jets out hitting Amy’s shorts adding to her mess, he aims higher toward her light pink tank top, the wet material revealing his daughter’s ti...ny braless nipples poking even harder through the fabric. Higher he aims, it splashes her face, she curls her lips back exposing her pink braces as the piss rides up into her hair. His stream is getting weaker but she’s already soaked. The harsh smell of his afternoon coffee piss fills the air clouding their nostrils.“Why…why did you pee on me daddy?”. Mary said I could use the phone and Beth added that these autumn nightsget chilly, so it would be all right for me to wait for my ride insidewhere it was warmer.I found both of them attractive in an old fashion, girl next-door sortof way. So once inside, I wasn't in any hurry to call the cab company.When neither of them brought up the subject, I figured they werethinking likewise. It turned out their mom was out of town, helping hersister with a difficult pregnancy and their father was a long. Her eyes narrowed. "If you're playing with me I'm gonna make it real uncomfortable for you." she warned.Bob leaned forward. "Do you want to run a world class winery ... or not?" he asked.Annie felt a glimmer of hope for the first time in three years. "Yes, I do." she said finally."Then do you have time to talk?" asked Bob."I guess I do at that, Mr. Winkle." she said."Bob." he said."Okay, Bob. You aren't the boss yet, but let's just sit a spell and see if maybe you have what it takes to be one.". You take it between your fingers, gently rolling it, I gasp again and push my arse back towards you. You're already so close, all I can feel is your huge erection at my back. Fuck, yes, I need you inside me, pronto!I slide my hand down my front, over my belly and between my thighs.My middle finger goes straight to the tiny valley where my clit nestles. Only ever so slightly moist. I press my finger a little harder, running over my clit and deep between my lips, ah, there it is. I am slick,.