My brother was dating (and fucking, although he hadn't yet told me) Mary Ellen Sonnell. Our folks were away for the weekend and I was supposed to be s...ending the night at a friend's house, but for reasons that I'd rather not get into, I had come home. I saw Mary Ellen's car so I knew they were probably making out, and not wanting to disturb them I quietly entered the house and silently made my way to my room. I undressed and went into the bathroom and took a leak.When I came out of the bathroom. Mixed with the ever increasing mid west humidity, the muggy nights give little relief, if any. The small rotating table fan gives little comfort in the flickering shadows as it whirrs precariously on the sill ledge of the open bedroom window. What circulating breeze it gives off consists only of more heat mixed with the faint stench of the horse stalls in the stable across the gravel driveway. Her restless body twists, turns, her long brown hair sticking, matting across. She smiled happily, realizing that the dog loved the taste of her young cunt.The dog made her cunt hairs soggy with his spit, so that they dripped profusely. And he made her cunt lips swell up and throb.King finally got around to her cunt crack, working his long wide tongue inside. He licked up one side of her cunt crack and down the other side, jolting her tender cunt nerves and soaking the rest of her fuck-meat with his spit. Sally could hear her cunt squashing every time she tightened. ‘Here sit down on these dry rocks and I’ll warm them back up for you.’ Gabrielle hardly needed to be told twice. Travis was indeed an expert when it came to rubbing her feet, and there was no debate that his loving touch trumped that of returning her feet back to sneakers and socks. Sitting down upon the big dry rock Travis had pointed out, Gabrielle leaned back a little and was more then happy to have Travis cover her cold toes with his big hands, squeezing them until the warmth returned and.