It was friday night and I was unpacking stuff still and I decide I was gonna go for a late swim so I went up Stairs and got changed into my swim trunk... n I went down stairs n into the backyard I got into the pool and swam from side to side then I just sat the and I looked up and I noticed the curtain moving from the neighbors house so I just let it go I continued on with my swim and I happen to look up and see it was moving again but this time the person didn't move so I signaled for the person. ” I almost came as I lowered myself between my neighbor’s spread thighs, I could see white, cheezy, stuff in every fold and crinkle and I could see and smell the remnants of her bathroom times around her asshole. I closed my eyes, took a deep breathe and dove in. The acrid taste of her shit was offense at first lick, but then by the third or forth swipe of my tongue I was in love with it. I slowly licked up and down her ass crack, slurping up sweat and shit and anything else, pushing my tongue. But it is just the tip dude, you lose!" Paul said grabbing the bills. "No wait a minute, how about I put up another two bills and I come back in the morning and finish what I started, I got the ground work laid." I said trying to act like I knew what I was talking about even though I had never fucked a woman. "Okay, I good, I am in, here is my two, Mark you got two more?" "Oh yea I do, but this is for a real fuck, not finger banging, I can't believe you got that far." Mark said as Paul's older. Then, still staring deliberately at his sex, I added mischievously, “I think it feels great to feel the water all over.” “Jennifer!” his voice was stern, but his eyes were turned aside uncertainly, “I’m your uncle.” “No you’re not, Jamie. You’re my aunt’s former husband. You’re not related to me at all!” I was really glad to get a chance to say that to him right out loud. It’s not the sort of thing you can just casually mention out of a clear blue sky. But I was sure that keeping that fact at.