" About then, our mother swam up."This is nice, what do you think, Luce?" I was just telling Luke that it really feels nice, better than with a suit o..., even that little one I bought today." Yes, it seems that your brother is on to something. Well, we could make after dark, clothing-optional in the pool. What do you two think?" I think we should just leave our clothes off all the time. There are people who do that, I've read about them," I ventured."Yes, there are. They're 'nudists' or. I looked at his tight hole and said," I am a faggot ass muncher. Please let me kiss your sweet asshole. I want to French kiss your asshole and taste my own cum."What was I saying? I was working into a frenzy and plunged my face in his ass, I worked my tongue in and out and licking his crack. He was pumping my palm harder and faster, his cockhead getting wetter and wetter from pre-cum.He yelled, "I'm cumming!" as I forced my tongue in as far as I could and he was thrusting his hips, fucking my. I couldn’t believe that we’d drunk a whole bottle earlier. Maybe it wasn’t full to begin with. Couldn’t have been. The ice pitcher still had plenty ice, so he added ice to four clean glasses, then rum and ginger-ale… and a little more rum.He handed out the glasses and we took a sip; some quite a lot larger sips than others. It tasted a lot better than I remembered that first drink tasting.Then he took Karen’s away from her and said, “I think one Karen needs to be punished… for that rag you wore. He'd been drunk, sure, but he could clearly remember how willing and eager she'd been to do everything he wanted. The fucking, the blowjob, the way she'd curled her tiny body up against his and fallen asleep with a smile on her face. The idea had been to teach her how to be a good slut, and he had succeeded beyond his wildest imagination.After showering, George snuck into her room and watched her sleeping peacefully on her bed. She looked so innocent right now, naked and snuggled up under her.