Grunting in approval as he was being systematically drained. But, it wasn’t nearly enough. Good boy. In a sweeping motion, she lowered her lips and ...hispered into his ears. Come to me, come to me! He gingerly held on to her muscular back for dear life as her strong hips grinded his pelvic region. She charged in like a battering ram and forced him to yield yet again. Every gooey orgasm was harder and deeper than the next. Rosita closed her eyes and envisioned the river of cheesy goodness. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, damn it!" she muttered under her breath. She wasn't brave enough to say it loud enough that her pa might hear it.Grabbing her nightgown, she slipped it over her head. In her haste, she didn't bother with panties.Crossing the room, she called out, "I'm coming, Pa."Her pa's anger made her forget the robe as she hurried over to the poker table."Yeah, Pa? You need more beer?" she asked.She felt self-conscious with all the men's eyes on her. She wished more than ever that. Being so desperate you cast all caution to the wind, pull them aside and let rip, in a semi crouching position. My pee was hitting the wall behind me with such force, it was reflecting back as if I was showering myself, and my whole skirt and bare bum were dripping with my golden coloured urine.I finally stopped only when the pressure in my bladder subsided enough to allow me to close my urination. I sidled down the wynd because of my embarrassing wetness, my stockings and bootees were full of. They reached the road and raced for the car. They clambered in quickly. May fumbled for the keys and started the engine while April hit the button to securely lock the doors. May roared off and drove at a surprising speed for having a car with one flat tire. Neither of them spoke about what had happened, even after they came to the end of the hilly road and a gas station. While April waited silently in the car, May got out and spoke to the attendant. The attendant could tell May was shaken up.