I loved it. Kristen would sit in front of me while we were both naked and she would be sliding her fingers into her eager pussy, while I stroked my c...ck, my eyes glued on every move she made. What really turned me on was how she would lick the taste of her pussy off her fingers. She'd often smile and tell me how much she loved the taste of pussy (she admitted to me that she had licked another girl's pussy previously and really wanted to repeat the event). Kristen loved watching me cum. She. We drank and sang and threw rocks at the water like old times. He would occasionally hug me out of nowhere as we walked and talked along the lakefront. We watched the lights of the cabins across the water.Aden sat on the old tire swing and I sat on his lap. after we landed in a heap on the ground, lucky that the branch did not kill us, we just laughed while laying there in the dust. We lay there until the fireflies began to come out.Too sore to make love again, we watched a ball game and a bit. They played ball, and he got to see her roll around in the dirt and give him tiny glimpses of her underwear. It was perverted, yes, but who was he hurting as long as he kept it to himself? And then he started waking up from the dreams restless. He realized that he wanted more than a glimpse up Connie’s skirt, or the feel of her rump on his crotch. He wanted to see her naked. He wanted to touch her like a big brother couldn’t. He wanted to put his fingers between her legs and make her moan… . "You know the poem 'How do I love you, let me count the ways'?" I asked looking back over my shoulder before turning to the wall and writing as high up on the wall as I could reach 'HOW DO I LOVE YOU LET ME COUNT THE WAYS'. Under that I wrote '1-COCK IN CUNT'. I looked back over at Tillie, she was screaming in ecstasy and already making orgasmic fuck motions with her hips. I joined Tillie on the bed and, using both hands to spread her cunt open, leaned over and inhaled her odor."I hope," I said.