Wehad them loosenedup. Well not in the physical sense. We had them relaxed. I told them allabout America and how I worked with young actors and models...nd popstars...(I don't hesitate to elaborate and exaggerate if itwill get me somefresh boy pussy) We put on some music and got the boys tostrip for us. Ohmy, all that pale pink boy flesh. Their young bodies werejust starting tobecome defined. Their skin was smooth and hairless..theyhad tiny tufts ofhair above their English uncut pricks. There. "OK, kids, both ours and all of Alex's," Dad called out from his and Mom's vantage point by our collected stuff up near the shallow dunes. "We need to be heading back if we plan on getting back to the city in time to eat. After all, Natalie's going to be anxiously awaiting us. I think she felt left out of all the excitement last night and this morning," he reminded us.I groaned again, thinking how I'd make it up to her for her having missed a group make-out and shower session. Still, I felt. I snapped several pictures, along with a little video, and showed her to make sure she was ok with it. She told me to just get out and forget it ever happened. Just as she said that I finally exploded without any warning, almost all of my roping semen covering her stomach and navel, even into her pubic hair. I reached for a towel to clean her but she cleared her throat and told me that was it. “Next time you jack off, keep it to yourself. Use a sock, not your sister, as a cum catcher. This. I could feel my feet protesting a bit but overall it was all good. We went into the shop and picked out a jacket in latex to cover up our tits, an awesome dress, some underwear and another pair of boots for the evening.We both walked quite easily in the ballet boots by now, but we wanted some other boots a bit less extreme for later. Susan called her mom us inside the telling her she was staying with me another night while I collected everything in a couple of bags, and off we went. Walking out.