John was just staring at me as he rubbed that hard throbbing cock of his. I turned with my back to him as I bent over to pick up my jeans. I stayed do...n like that for a little while as I folded my jeans. I pulled my legs apart spreading them as I was bent over. I looked between my legs to see John pounding on his cock with his hand wrapped around it. Hey save some for me, I yelled as I stood up and turned toward him making my tits swing side to side as I did. John just smiled and replied, Baby. No one else has come to work today. I think they all knew I would be here alone. I can take you to your mother. It is ... really you, is it not, Miranda?”“For good or ill, it is really me. And this is my most faithful companion, Katie Forster. Please take me to my mother.”It was a tearful reunion. Dolly did not believe it was her daughter until Miranda had removed her shirt and shown a birthmark beneath her left breast. Miranda had aged with the hardship of the trail and, at seventeen, was a. I glared back but she just grimaced and kept on smiling defiantly.The two older guys and the one looking over from behind them were still watching. The two guys who had just walked past the car were leaning on their car and watching my wife as well. She peered around at them all briefly then hooked her thumbs in her dress at her waist.My heart was thumping in my throat. What the fuck! No, don’t, baby!Renee pushed down her dress and her panties with it. One of the younger guys whistled low, and. My cunt and clit started to ache and as I came a third time I watched myself squirt a runny liquid all over Stacey’s face, it looked like pee but came out in one squirt and she caught some of it in her mouth and as I squirted again she caught it all and held it in her mouth. She brought her face up to mine and transferred the liquid into my mouth. It didn’t smell like pee, it tasted sweet but it felt so sexy that she had done it to me and I had squirted in her face.I sat up at the top of the.