I choked on the mouthful of beer. Everybody laughed, but Shirley explained that, just like at the 'camp', some people didn't remove their pubic hair."... think it looks yucky," Marie said."Marie that will be enough. Don't be rude." Shirley gave her niece a look I used to see on my (clothed) mother's face. It did the job. Marie's little butt bounced as she ran back and jumped into the pool."You mentioned a camp, Shirley. Is there a nude resort around here?" I asked. As long as I was going to. I could smell her perfume, something soft and alluring. I had to kiss this dragon, kiss it like I was French kissing the beast. I knelt on the floor so that its eyes were level with mine. I hadn’t noticed that she was clean shaven until that point. It made the detail of the tattoo so much sharper in contrast to her skin. Gently, I pushed her knees apart and ran my tongue over the flames of her inner thigh. She tasted delicious. I could have eaten her, but instead, poked out my tongue and buried. I could hear Gene laughing but he quickly stopped and I could hear a soft growling inches from my ear. I turned my head slowly to look up and I could see King staring down at me with his teeth lightly bared, and far beneath him out of focus his massive cock bobbing up and down as he squirted thin jets of semen onto the carpeting. Gene was sitting on the raised bed platform with a serious look on his face as he was straining to hold King back with his collar firmly in his hand. I crawled a few. Probably just part of a cruel joke that’ll have the place fall down on our heads later, he thought. A few steps brought him to the window, revealing grass beaten down and broken by hail, the stones littering the ground outside like gravel. More than a few were large enough to brain a man, streaking from the sky as if shot from a sling. A strangely discordant sound caught his attention near the window. Leaning in closer, he turned his ear toward the glass and listened. He heard it again, a.