The tanktops on the girls were damn-near sheer from the sweat, causing Earl’s pecker to stiffen even more. It didn’t go unnoticed to Maggie.Reachi...g the creek bank, Maggie untied her baler-twine belt and her cutoffs dropped to the sand. She yanked her tanktop off over her head and tossed it aside. “Come on, let’s take a dip afore we gotta get these cows back.”Molly was naked in seconds and wading into the water with Maggie. They turned, looking at Earl. He stood on the bank with a very visible. Each birthday she reminded me she was a year closer to fucking me.On her 16th birthday we had a garden party as it was a great hot day things where goin well when her mum asked me to go look for her, I went to her room to see her on her knees a man fucking her from behind and another in her mouth both pulling out and cumming on her. I went down stairs and told her mum she was just finishing what she was doing and would be down, as she came down i told her what I saw she said well fuck me and I. They were teasing each other over not getting any. Any of what you might ask. Duh! These were healthy but geeky university age guys. They oozed testosterone. All of them looked healthy but from the conversation they were all very under-fucked. From the way they were joking, the closest they had come to pussy in their lives was Playboy or Penthouse. I think they all were checking their palms for hair.As I was getting ready to leave for the evening, one of the guys asked if I wanted to go to. (It was a real sleeper!).My buddy, Rick, had invited me to his annual Cinco de Mayo bonfire party. It was as good an excuse as any to party. The sun was going down when I jumped into the Ghetto-sled, turned the key, and she rumbled to life. I pulled out of the driveway, laid into the gas, and headed to Rick’s, grinning at the cloud of tire smoke in my rear-view mirror. The day's work tuning her up was time well spent. Rick was twenty-five and had a beautiful place on twenty-acres about ten.