So, n ot only was she sweaty and thirsty, she needed to relieve her bladder. Michelle pulled over to the isolated gas station and convenience store. P...lling herself out from the sticky leather of her car, she headed to the store. As she pulled open the dusty glass paned door, a small bell chimed announcing her presence. The air in the convenience store was slightly cooler and a welcomed reprieve from the desert heat outside. Michelle pushed her shades to sit on top of her disheveled curls and. This morning I got up thirsty and went in for a drink. My brothers were fighting in the living room, stupid boys. My Mama was taking a shower. I heard the water running and her usual singing. I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. I was wearing my nightshirt and undies, so nothing out of the ordinary. I’m sure that when I bent over you could probably see my undies or just a peek of them but who was there to see? Who indeed my diary.Daddy came up behind me and. Bill turned me around and again pulled me to his body and started the same , his soapy hands glided down my body and stop at my hard boyish cock.With one hand he cupped my balls and covered my stiff cock and gently squeezed and massaged them. I closed my eyes and my legs were shaking,Bill paused and asked if I was OK? " YES It feels good" I said. and he replied "Wait It will feel even better".I could barley stand now, Bill had taken one hand and cupped and softly rolled my balls,and with the. The fire was still in her eyes, but it had changed. For a moment she looked sixteen, then fifty-four. Damn, she was confusing. My dick twitched. “Mark dominates in bed, and I like that, but he’s hair-triggered. We’ve tried everything, but he just can’t last, so we’re in this routine where he goes down on me until I cum, then we fuck for a few seconds until he does. Just for once, I’d like to climax with a dick in me.” All the while, she’s staring into my eyes, gauging the response in my.