" She laughed coyly, "You wouldn't want to get me drunk, would you?"I gave her a sideward glance at this last question. God, first Amanda and now Cind... acting like I might be trying to put the moves on my sister's best friend. But there was nothing there - no indication that Cindy was flirting with me. Her inquiry had probably been an innocent one. After all, there was no reason for her to flirt with me. It wasn't like Cindy was unaware that she could get a response out of me. My hard-on when. Nice family great people made me feel welcome whenever I was there. Especially Paul. So when my parents wanted to go away on a second honeymoon they felt fine with things when Paul and Wendy said I could stay with them so they could get away, instead of leaving a teenager alone for three weeks.The first few days were great. I got along well with it all. But several days in Paul began to seem a little uncomfortable with me around. I thought maybe I was perhaps getting on his nerves but the . Then i pushed in, and she let her now common shrill screams. i pulled out and pushed in again. i got a rythm going, pushing in nsd out of her impossibly tight scat hole. it made me cum sooner than i planned. grabbing her ass, i squirted load after load in her. and pulled out. phew! she let out a large fart. man did it smellm i kicked her hard, and she fell against the wall. i looked around. the two girls. my aunt n dad were looking at me. dad spoke. ' couldn't wait eh? don't blame you. she. Donna said shehad just the dress for me; she called it her farm dress. I could see whywhen she showed it to me, and it did look good on me.It was a sort of beige with no sleeve and came to just about my knees,there was a sort of apron a bit shorter than the dress. Donna wore jeansand a tee shirt. We had just about gotten there when a couple of guys weknew saw us and asked if they could hang with us, we said OK.The fair was crowed, so as not to get separated they, Carl and Vince,took our hands.