She was growing familiar with the routine. " What do you look like down there?" I asked. Jenna didn't answer and her cheeks grew red. " Is your pussy ...s bald as my head?" I heatedly asked. " Answer me damnit!" "Yes," she quietly responded. " Yes, what?!" I yelled. " I...I...I'm shaven," she answered, regaining her composure. " I like a little hair down there, but for you I'll make an exception," I said as I pushed Jenna onto her back. I gawked at her lacy black thong and flat stomach. Jenna. We were more than half way down when we found the beer, a couple of dozen bottles soaking in warm water in a broken down styrofoan cooler. There were only three things that we were interested in back then, sex, booze and money. We had just gotten lucky on one point.The rest of the day went pretty quick. The beer was warm, but it was beer and we started sucking down suds pretty good, making sure that no one saw us. The boss came by late in the afternoon, wanting to know why we hadn't finished.. "You like staring at Mom's boobs?" Tiffany tried to mock him."I'd rather stare at these." Jon pinched a larger portion of flesh, what should have been her boob if she had any to speak of. Tiffany winced while reaching a hand underneath her brother's shirt. His chest was just as small as hers. He had always been scrawny. She could even feel his bony ribs underneath his skin. Jon sucked in a breath to distract himself from the sensation of having his sister touch his chest with her bare hands.. Denise came over and grabbed her ass and helped Kimberly wrap her legs around my hips. Then Kim kissed me and began to squirm her hips on mine, freeing my cock which had been pressed against her tummy. It slipped between her legs and the top of the shaft brushed against the hood of her clit. The stimulation of her little button caused by the gyrations of her hips must have felt good because she began to moan into my mouth as we kissed. Meanwhile, Denise was stroking Kimberly’s ass and kissing.