“... like a puppy, the only thing missing is a tail… ” “... niece ass, wonder what it would look like with red stripes… ” “... other thi...gs to lick for her… ” “... think she’ll soon be coming… ” That comment was just about right. I had trouble breathing and trouble catching the last few noodles. My hips were gyrating, my finger dancing over my excited clit, and I became aware that I was moaning. I was making a spectacle. Jess and Catherine whispered something, too low for me to understand, and. Bonnie’s attention was drawn to the far end of the pool where a girl, perhaps Misty’s age, it was hard to tell at that distance, as she climbed the ladder and go to talk to what appeared to be her parents. She, like the two women at their end of the pool, wore just a thong bikini bottom, as did her mother. Bonnie instinctively looked over to her daughter, who was watching the mother and daughter speak. Seeing this, Cooper now was uncomfortable, and he quickly suggested they continue on to see. I am happy to say that I have a very high level of sexual drive. There are some who might consider me a nymphomaniac, however I consider my sex drive very healthy. There are times, although thankfully not very often, when I am lethargic about sex. I cannot even begin to guess how many sexual partners I have had over the years. I cannot even guess how many group sessions or gangbangs with multiple partners I have participated in. By far most of my sexual partners have been male, however I have. When we were 13 we played a game of "I'll show you mine if you show me yours". It was a Holiday weekend and we were in my grandparent’s basement. I coaxed Aunt Dee into lifting up her shirt and eventually pulling it off while I dropped my pants. We fondled each other a little bit but didn't know what to do. To us it was like having sex. I remember her tiny tits and small nipples. They felt so soft and warm. A few moments later I had her pants down to her knees and was fingering her bald pussy..