The idea of a Renaissance Faire in Kentucky boggled my mind. It was held someplace between Louisville and Lexington and I had visions of Shakespeare r...cited with a Kentucky accent. I guess culture has no bounds.“Your mom and dad sure seem to be casual about allowing us ... um ... uninterrupted time together,” I said as Desi started stripping out of her clothes. It wasn’t like we had a bed or comfortable place where we could screw but they knew we helped each other in and out of our costumes and. She was getting very hot and bothered. It had been ages since she was this flustered. She was beginning to consider doing something about this. “It might help me sleep,” her inner sexual deviant pleaded with her trying to convince her to become a woman once more. What could it hurt? The baby was asleep after all and she was the only one home. She was already almost naked seeing as her shorts and tank top barely covered her sensual curves. Her now one track mind, caused her to drift to her. Plus, he was being jacked off by William, the boy he liked so much. John had never felt this good in his life, and wondered if it was possible to make this last forever. It took less than two minutes of William jacking him off for John to get his first ever explosive dry orgasm. WILL, IM&hellip,UHHH! John managed to stammer out as his climax hit him. He instinctively grabbed Williams hand with both of his, while the former was still gripping his dick. Both boys hands felt the intense throbbing. Julie giggled, “Well, all 4 of us are going to have some fun.” “So sit back, and enjoy the ride,” Taylor said, running her hand up Cynthia’s thigh. Alex bent down, licking Cynthia’s toes. Cynthia tried not to, but laughed as she was tickled. Cynthia struggled hard, trying to fight the cuffs, “Quit kidding around!” she said, but was soon silenced by Julie’s lips. Alex kept tonguing her toes, and running her hands up Cynthia’s smooth legs. Taylor bent over, her mouth hovering over Cynthia’s wet.