You lay back on the ground, pulling me down with you. I lay on top of you, arms on either side, as we embrace and kiss, your hands roaming over my bod.... Again your hands pull my waist into you, pressing me between your legs, grinding into each other. I unbutton your sweater, one by one, kissing down from your neck to your chest and between your breasts. Your breasts are so perfect, so firm and just the perfect size. I lay on my side next to you, kissing your nipples, playing with your nipples. I left my backpack at the bar and sat on a table enjoying a cocktail. I was feeling stunning, wearing my midi dress, black stockings and a sexy top skirt. I was looking feminine and I was feeling sexy, I understood that I was looking sexy as well by the guys as many were hitting on me. I spotted a nice one, mid 30s to 40s and decided to make a move. He was married, from another city visiting some relatives here and he decided to come at the bar “for fun”. We talked for a while and he proposed. I can pee just fine," I said."That's true. She doesn't even need to position the bedpan. You can do that." She'd just have to wipe me. Frankly I don't think that is going to be much fun for her."Theresa nodded and said, "I can agree on that. It just bothers me that she'll see your ... testicles." You could say 'balls, ' you know." I could, but I'd rather not." Is there any way to prevent that?" I asked.Theresa was silent for a minute. Then she looked me in the eyes, and said, "You are being. It was easy with her on that dolly with casters. I rolled her too and from over and over again until I started to squirt inside her. I pumped a lot of cum in her, even more than I had pumped into her mother the night before. As I pulled my cock out, her pussy lips closed up keeping all of my cum inside her, unlike her mother.For the next two weeks I fucked my daughter on the hood, on the roof, in the back seat, and even in the trunk. We tried to have sex in every place conceivable in my car.