Jack moved back down the ladder damn near shoving his face between my legs. I believed that Janet’s piss was dripping from my pussy onto his face. J...net’s pussy flexed as it gushed out two or three heavy streams of her warm golden nectar. Janet started to climb the ladder once more as it dripped with each run of the ladder she climbed until she was in the loft.I followed with her pee still dripping from my body. Jack stayed below me letting the last bit of her pee drip on him. Janet helped me. She had long curly blonde hair and big blue eyes with high arching eyebrows. She looked like a typical bimbo and the fact that she had a soft breathy voice and her name was Bambi didn't help. Bambi always made a habit of wearing revealing clothes to work. Mark really loved all those short skirts! He would always grin at the way customers had her get things on low shelves so she had to bend over to get them. He loved it! They and Mark would get a good look at her panties. She seemed oblivious. Finally, past midnight Shannon pulled into a roadside rest stop, I think in Utah."Time to get some rest," she said, "the government doesn't let me drive more than 12 hours straight without getting 8 hours rest".I nodded and went to the restroom while she filled out her driver's log. When I got back she was fluffing up the bed behind the seats.Now I had noticed this living area when I climbed in but had assumed we would be driving all night. I don't know if she had used up her twelve hours, but. “So this is you, Sir?”“Y… yes… of course it’s me,” he whined.“You seem to have lost quite a bit of hair, Sir. And perhaps put on fifty pounds or so?”Desmond looked indignant. “Now see here, Officer!” he began. But Clawed’s growl increased in both volume and savagery. Desmond squeaked in fear. “Yes. Yes, I have, Officer,’ he stated with a much quieter tone, before turning towards Clawed. “Quiet Claude!” he yelled as Clawed growled. The Weimeraner bared his teeth even more.“Clawed, bleib!!” Sara.