He was still peeing as I left.Outside walking down the path to the parking area I noticed a new rig parked at the end of the line I assume was his. T...ere was a low wall at the bottom of the path, so I sat on it and finished my drink.Minutes later I heard him coming from behind me“Kind of nice, when there's no one around these places, ain't it?? Just enough light so you can see, great for us trucker. But hard to sleep after driving 10 hrs, you get all jacked up, ya know coffee, all that... I couldn’t believe my eyes but couldn’t avert my attention from the scene either. Dad began undoing Marks belt and jeans and I could already see a bulging hardness in their trousers. Mark began undoing Dad’s shirt buttons, exposing his smooth chest, and rubbed his hands up to his nipples before lowering his head and licking and sucking them. My Dad’s head flicked back and looked at the ceiling as he moaned with pleasure. Mark’s jeans fell to the floor and he kicked them off without even. Thanks for being so cool about this.’ After that, I decided to go out and get some fresh air. It felt good, as if I had been cooped up for a really long time. By the end of the week, before I had been able to talk to Zoë even once, I wasn’t feeling so good. In fact, it was becoming obvious that something was horribly terribly wrong. At first, I thought I had the flew. I was tired all day long, and overtaken by nausea whenever I caught whiff of anything but the most bland food. My head felt like. I felt her hand move up my leg to my hot, wet pussy; just one finger moved across it making me moan for more.Lifting her mouth from me and looking me in the eye, she asked, “Do you want more?” I could barely form the words from the need I was feeling, “Yes, yes. Please I need to feel you on me.” She gave me a wanton look and slid down farther, bringing her face to my pussy. My body cracked with energy once her tongue slid across my wanting pussy and hit my sensitive clit. Licking around my.