“No, not at first. They were quick learners, though, and picked up a few of our human characteristics, like humor,” I replied. I then smiled at he... and said, “I’ll see you tomorrow at your volleyball game, and unless you hear otherwise, I’ll be able ride with you afterwards to the post-game party ... and then...”“ ... to my place ... without my parents around!” Lynette enthusiastically interrupted me. She leaned over to give me a final quick peck on the lips and said, “I gotta go.”As I opened. She closed the door behind her but didn’t close it all the way, preventing it from locking. She quickly went to the washroom, wiped her wet pussy dry, undressed and went to her luggage. She took a scarf from her bag and tied it around her eyes per the instructions.She then went on to bed. Every minute that passed, she felt the tingling in her clit. She now only wanted to be pounded. The wetness from all the foreplay had got to her. She got to the top of the bed, posed in the downward dog pose,. Inhaling the sweet, musky scent of her, he sucked her pleasure bud into his mouth.She screamed and tried to escape, tearing at his hair as she jerked his head away from her cunny. “You can’t do that! It’s dirty!”“Don’t fight me, Abby,” he warned. Grabbing her wrists in one hand, he pushed her back down and set to work. The taste of her exploded in his mouth as her flesh grew wet with arousal. She stiffened and cried out when he pushed two fingers into her slippery channel, curving them upward. I would have loved to spank her anywhere else but at the Cabana. I was worried my parents were going to flip out though.Things had changed a bit since we were there last. Everyone had drunk a lot more since we left. My mom looked a lot more wasted now although everyone else was fairly sober. She and Marlene were drinking Margaritas and looked very passive like they really didn’t care what happened at this point. They were laughing and giggling with each other.My Dad was sitting close to his.