My coat was still open andthe hood down, and I decided to leave them like that because I didn'twant to have to do them up myself, and I wanted to be w...t too. That mademe think of another way to be wet, and I tried to pee in my pull-up, butany a few drops came. I stopped in the middle of the fields and let thepoop that I'd stopped before come out, and I tried to force more eventhough I wasn't supposed to.I walked in the rain all the way around to the girl's gym door. Otherteams were inside too. Not that he was ugly or a slob, but the idea of having sex with him didn’t interest her. Tracy wondered, Do guys have to go through this?Fate would intervene for both of them.Tracy had a waitress job downtown. It was only a couple of bus stops and then a walk for a block or so to return home. One night, after a busy shift, she walked the short distance from the bus stop to where she lived. She heard gunfire in the distance. I need to get out of this place, she thought. A split second later, she. "You taste just like her" dad said as he slipped two of his fingers in my wet pussy. He then took them to his mouth as he licked his fingers clean. As I lay there thinking of eating my moms pussy, my dad eased his way up my body, kissing very inch. He stopped when he got to my erect nipples and spent several minutes on each one, making sure they both got attention. He then proceeded to lift his body up with his arms and I felt the head of his cock stop at the opening of my pussy. Slowly, dad. It seems that the band has beenlooking for a construction manager for some time." You mean you might get a job up here?" River said excitedly."They want me to go out to their site on Monday, as a sort of a trial.Basically, I will work for them for the next week. They will pay me, andour campsite is free for the week. If they like what they see duringthat week, it can be a permanent thing. I've talked it over with yourMom, and she rather likes the idea. She is getting near the point whereshe.