“What was she doing?” She put her hand under her nightgown and fiddled around. Then in the dim light of some distant street lamp I saw a puddle fo...ming in front of her. She was peeing. I was fascinated. Slowly, trying not to make any noise, I left the tent and walked towards her. She was still peeing along, oblivious to anything around her.“Ahum” I said as I was about a half a meter from her.She looked up, a shocked look on her face. She was so startled that she continued to pee, staring at me.. Your dad has no sexual desire and hasn’t for a long time. I love him and he’s a good provider but I need sex. I’m 43 and in the last two years I’ve grown more and more horny. I have never, ever experienced sexual pleasure like I felt today. I was embarrassed to be fucking in front of my daughter, but it also made it more exciting.” She turned to Lauren. “Watching you orgasm and scream out in pleasure was amazing.” Lauren blushed. Sara blushed. Grace blushed. They all broke out into. Rick and Jean only used the place on occasion to entertain clients and friends. We knew about a couple of orgies theyd hosted, but had never been invited to one. (I didnt think Carly would go for it, anyway.) The evidence was apparent when I would set their trash out for Monday pick-up. Used condoms, soiled panties, torn clothing and plenty of empty alcohol containers were common. We got a call from a young man who owned an auto restoration shop. He was very interested in the cabin and made an. ..?" Carl gasped, barely registering thewarbling tone of his voice as he staggered backwards - atop heels thatwere higher then the should have been."Oh..." Carl said, casually, apparently apropos nothing. "Like the signsaid, Anytown's a fair place." What... I don't..." Carl stammered in a rising pitch, still staringdown at his swelling belly, the now-noticeable flower-patterned fabricpulled taut over the belly framed by the edges of his dark linenjacket......which was dark blue, rather then the.