She had a perfect C-cup that was firm and perky. She was all I had since her mother left us 4 years ago. She got good grades and guys were falling for...her. A hot little nerd indeed. My name is rick 32 years young, 5`11, dark blond and less intelligent (the school thing). I work at 711 to pay for life, and my daughter didnt mind that i took home crap from there all the time. We live in a small house off main street, little backyard that could just fit the pool and still have a little patio. As. Did she have some magnetic power? Some magic that drew me here? Concentrate, I told myself, gently, gently, remember every woman who’s ever liked what you were doing. Do it better, slower, make it worth her while. There must have been a spell on that place. I’ll admit that sometimes I’m impatient, but not that day. I don’t know if it was the sound of the cascade or the seclusion inside the transparent stream shielding us from the outside world; or maybe even the way she seemed to respond to my. Tonight however, I had no paperwork for any outbound loads, and none had been brought in. It was shaping up to be a very boring night.Then a bright red Peterbilt with a nationally known company logo on the doors came slowly rolling in. I recognized the logo as one of our regular haulers. The driver pulled into the center of the main lot to park as the signage directs them to do. The driver then shut the rig down and sat there a while. I figured he was filling out his logbook before climbing. I stood in front of her and with my cock in hand, aimed at those perfect 34D tits. The first golden stream shot out, and there was a faint hint of beer. We both watched as the stream splashed against her tit, trickled over her erect nipple, and down her stomach. I quickly released another stream at her other tit, and then aimed my cock at her bald pussy. “Don’t stop, soak my pussy with your pee.”The rest of my bladder emptied itself over her pussy as she rubbed the pee over her tits and.