”“I know,” she said. “I thought I was okay with ... everything. But then Mario was a jerk and you were so happy. It’s stupid, but I was jeal...us. I wanted a vacation fling like you had with Christina.”“So let’s find a nice guy for you.”“What if I wanted ... you?” she asked without meeting his eyes. “Just while we’re here, I mean.”Jeff wasn’t too surprised by her question and hoped to diffuse the tension with a joke. “I doubt our moms would approve.”“Yeah,” she sighed. “You’re probably. Okay, to be save, and to make this unambiguously clear, I don´t want to hear any complaints about silliness, or awkwardness, or that the events ( and they are all true) sound unrealistic or far-fetched. At one point, a mermaid will be fucked by a guy in a Teletubby costume. If you like to complain, take it up to the manager.Okay, are we good? Sure?Then I think it is time to introduce you to the unlikely stupid Mainmoron of this hideous story. Curtains up for Frank Frankster, the self-proclaimed. He spreads my lips with his fingers and buries his face in my pussy. I feel him suck my clit between his lips and shock waves course through my body. I grab ahold of his hair and pull his face in closer. He thrusts his tongue deep inside of me, making me moan in pleasure and pull his hair even harder. The senstaions of him and the mist on my bare skin is almost too much to handle. I feel him slide a finger inside and begin to move my hips against his hand. My first orgasm takes over and my body. "I'm just a little disappointed that these short pants I brought in won't fit over my fat butt." Oh, ' the woman said and chuckled.Meg had no more than finished speaking when my legs would no longer support me. I sank to my knees and our lips met in an open-mouthed kiss. I could taste myself in Meg's mouth. When my heavy breathing had lessened and I could stand again, Meg handed me my panties gave me a wink."Happy birthday Dear," she said and smiled."Welcome to the club Sid. Our little scamp.