"Yeah, 'cause you like him being a pervert." Yeah! But anyway, Will! He's so cute. He's like," she whispered, "'Do you know what S-E-X is? Have you do...e S-E-X?'" He's a little skater now, huh?" Yeah. He thinks he is anyway. He shaved his head! And he wears all the baggy clothes, and skates to school. He thinks he's cool. But he is a cool kid. He's gonna be so hot when he grows up. Oh my gosh, you know what he said?" Huh? 'Will you do S-E-X with me?'" he joked."No!" she laughed. "It was so sad.. She’d deny it of course, and we’d only get into another argument if I told mom. Dad would defend her as usual.It was the day after Independence Day, 1993, and the celebrations in the village had concluded the night before with the big fireworks show my family sponsored, and had every year since I was a little girl. My twin and I had taken turns over the weekend sitting over the dunk-tank at the street-fair, waiting for guys to throw baseballs at the target-lever and dump us into the water tank. .. and any protest I might have raised disappeared. I jumped up, unzipping my pants and let them drop to the floor as I snuggled up to her butt, swiping my cock up and down her slit. She wasn't really all that wet but there was enough moisture to let me get started. It took me a number of ever-increasing strokes to bury my full length into her. From there on, it was pure lusty pleasure.When I reached around to fondle her tits, she unfastened her top and removed it; she wasn't wearing a bra. A. “This way,” I called to them and headed for my door. My place was on the ground floor so there were no stairs to worry about. I set down her bags and with the groceries in one hand, I unlocked the door, opening it as wide and inviting as I could. Larissa and the kids walked in and I followed, setting their luggage next to the recliner, before taking the groceries to the kitchen.I put the milk in the refrigerator and the cereal in one of the cabinets. Then I very proudly put away the bowls,.