I hand her the canteen. She takes a swig, water spilling over her chin onto her breasts. I lap the cascading water from her body, teasing her nipples ...ith my tongue. Driving back to the camp, Sam and James cannot stop talking about the lions. As we drive up, I can see Janine kneeling between Chantelle Tailor’s legs, inspecting our client’s pussy up close. Bill Tailor is stroking his cock, lazily looking at the two women. The dried cum on Janine’s back, tells me that he has been satisfied at. He didn’t like his stern strict parents who locked him and his sisters in their bedrooms at night to ‘keep them from being tempted by the evil world.’ But most of all he was scared to death of dating. How could that be? He was a local celebrity, helping his team whip their local rivals for the northern Indiana football championship. He had caught 15 passes for 250 yards in that game, humiliating the defense. Did his strict upbringing make him avoid women? Did his parents forbid him to. She approved of what she saw. The gold dress was above her knees by a long way but the tops of her thigh high hose were hidden. Her 4 inch heals made her look taller then her 5 foot 2 inches. She slipped a silver and gold bracelet on her left arm and touched a bit of lipstick to her cupids bow mouth. She could feel the dress rubbing against her nipples. Her 34C breasts were full and round. The nipples poked against the sheer fabric of the red lacy bra. The tiny matching red thong barely covered. I hung out with friends and family and returned to my hotel room at 6:15 and took a shower. I did but get dressed and started watching the shift soft porn on the hotel adult channels. At about 6:55 pm there was a knock at the door. I got up with a semi hard on, did not look through the peephole or ask who it was, I just opened the door. Standing there was Jenny's sister, Marcia. She was wearing a very thin, almost transparent top, and very tight shorts that looked a size too small and made her.