. shit, girl, you weren't kidding!" staring at me in my white gabardine trousers and blue blazer."Camellia!" Sorry, auntie, but really! I'll be out in...a bit!" she blurts and disappears."That child," she mutters, taking a prim seat on the coach. " Now, young lady, I don't abide games. What's your interest in her?" fixing me with a hard stare.I fidget a touch in my seat, deciding on the path."Cam and I haven't known each other long, Miss Jones, but I like her. I like her a lot," I drop my head. "That's how she tastes," she said when she was done."You taste good," I said turning my head to find Micky's face an inch away. "I could get used to that taste." OK," she said softly, "but you probably can't compete. Susan is the best pussy-licker in the whole world."She pushed herself up then, and straddled my face, lowering her pussy to my lips. I reached up to control her hips with my hands. She settled onto my lips with a sigh and I did my best to compete. I felt hot pussy slip down to wrap. They saw my ass and me standing and one of the guys hollered. I ran my hands through my blonde hair seductively and waved to the boys. George still busy fishing at the back of the boat. The boys slowed the boat and I waved at them again, this time blowing a kiss at them. They turned the boat, and parked it relatively close to our boat. George saw them pulling the boat and parking and was not excited as he felt fishes will not bite now. I on the other hand felt that damp spot again in my pussy. Computers, anything to do with computers, he was into. He was one of those nutswho had to have every gismo there is. After buying one of those plug-in adapterswith pretty little indicators that show what the data stream is doing, he foundthat he needed to get another special adapter in order to fit it. Sighing infrustration at not being able to use the device then and there, he decided to goto the local mall, where he knew he could get one.Arriving at the mall, he walked to his favorite spot -.