“The hell with the cookies!” I said as I stepped toward her, a huge grin on my face. “I want the baker!”“You mean, you don’t think you’l... like my cookies?” she asked as the towel dropped to the floor and she rubbed her breasts.“I know I’ll like these cookies!” I replied, bending down to kiss both of them.When I stood upright, her hands dropped to the waist band of my sweats and they were pulled to my ankles as she squatted in front of me.“Let’s see if there’s any cream for my cookies!” were her. “Benjamin,” she looked at me so lovingly, “look, you managed to make me, Daisy and especially Tabatha very happy last night. Give yourself a little credit, you need to learn how to do this…I want to help you learn to please women…and I really care about you as well. We still have two weeks without your parents around. I did tell the two of them the iron clad rules – no booze, no more than four of us in the house at one time and no disturbing the neighbors.”“Now then let’s get our shower,” she. He held onto my sides on the ride and I thought his grip was more of a caress, but I didn't think to much of it and besides that it felt really nice.We parked the ATV and started to look. I was paying attention to the floor of the forest looking for Morels, and I heard him right behind me. I thought that he was going to show me what he found when I felt him put his arms around me from behind.I was not sure what the hell was going on, when I felt his fingers cup my nipples and he slowly. Only got some pics of her tits but I fucked her in the living room floor right next to the couch I fucked her SIL on.A few years prior I had a trifecta of framily (thanks Sprint). I met the original friend on Yahoo. After months of talking and losing contact, we reconnected. The first time I went to her place it was just talking and groping. The next time I went over, I found out she was one of the most powerful squirters I had ever been with - she could hit my chest from missionary position..