“You’ll get used to it. It’s gonna be a whole lot worse come winter. You’d better hope your rich daddy pays up before the colder weather begin....”“Redneck dickhead!”I grinned.“You know, I used to dream of this swimming hole when I was in the sandbox and the water supply was pretty limited much of the time. As much cool fresh water as I wanted, all to myself.”“Asshole!”She squeaked as she went deeper, and looked annoyed with herself for showing a sign of weakness. I could still just about tell. So she used to come home often. I used to have a keen eye for her.Let me say something about Sandy. Imaginations can always run wild. But I shall and restrict it as much as possible. As mentioned earlier, Sandy was 34 years old when I met her. Sandy was wheatish in color and not the typical fair aunty that most describe their partners as. But extremely beautiful and stark and striking features. Dark brown hair dense and flowing till half of her back. Beautiful wide dark brown eyes. Slender long. With their hands now massaging the other's pussy, their kissing progressed to a feverish pace. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road with all this going on. I slowed to a snail's pace so that I could watch their ongoing makeout session. They were clearly enjoying playing with each other when Darla suddenly jumped up. She jerked her pants and panties down past her knees and sat back down with her legs splayed. Julie followed suit, and moments later, they were fingering each. It has to be two lovers a man and a woman the guys cock is stretching my love canal and I can feel soft breast’s with erect nipples pressing into my abdomen. If I am dreaming I don’t want to wake up everytime the warm wet mouth pulls up on the shaft of my cock her hands yank down on my balls.I can feel the rhythm of the cock in my ass pick up and the intensity of the erection is stretching my rectal tissue with each thrust. His hands find my swollen nipples and the gentle pinching twisting and.