”I chuckled.“And flat tires,” I teasingly added.“Yeah, but that doesn’t happen much.”She stretched out her arms and yawned.“Not much hap...ens out here,” she bemoaned. “Except the occasional breakdown.”“So, what do you do for fun out here?” I inquired.“Besides listen to the music and fuck,” she replied, “Not much.”Her brazenness surprised me.“Fucking,” I replied, “Is not a bad thing.”“No, it’s not,” she replied. “In fact, it’s one of the things I like to do the most.”“But I thought there aren’t. Earlier in the week, Carl hadcome by to see what I was up to, Sally sent me into thehouse and told Carl I was not feeling well and to callbefore he comes over next time. Carl could see me lookingout the window and was trying making some kind of signal,but I could not tell what it was.It was now Thursday afternoon, Sally told me I had been avery good little boy and I could ride my bike just like mymommy and daddy said, I was almost getting used to hertalking to me as if I were a toddler. I. "No, seriously. You weren't in soccer, or you would have mentioned it already. Cheer? Dance? What was it?" I began tickling her ribs, and she squealed and scooted away from me."Let me go, you bad boy," she laughed. "Cheer? I don't think so. Do I really strike you as the cheerleading type?"I smiled at her. "Maybe," I said."Bullshit," she said."You're pretty enough to be a cheerleader. I don't think that was it, though. Don't tell me you were like a swimmer or something, were you?" I couldn't. Trent was waiting for an invitation when Elizabeth said," Want to join in?" That was all he needed to hear, so he jumped on the bed and with each hand he took his thumb and index finger and started to roll around the nipple from each of the girls and then he would take turns slowly licking and nibbling his tongue on their sensitive nipples until they reached their climax. His sister then got on her knees and he slowly started fucking her from behind while his sister and Elizabeth shared a.