Maybe you should eat it faster instead of talking so much, I said in a smart-assed tone, but she knew I was joking. How much dripped? She turned herse...f toward me. Sticking her chest out so she could see the ice cream drip and show me where it dripped. As she turned, her legs opened up and she was sitting cross-legged. I had a clear view of her small shorts pressed up against her panty less pussy. See, she said, pointing at her right breast. It dripped right here. Oh thats not so much. Why dont. What are you doing here?"Deshona didn't answer and looked guilty. She also, Laura noted, looked ravishing, as usual. She wore a business suit, but instead of the severe, chalk-striped charcoal she often sported, this one was pale orange and showed off her café-au-lait skin to perfection. A choker of genuine pearls (Laura knew they had to be real since Deshona had money and was not inclined to hide it) drew attention to her exquisite throat. The coat of the suit obscured the firm thrust. "I'm eighteen, Glen will be nineteen in August," I said.Jenny giggled and said, "You two are almost as close in age as Brad and me." How far apart are you guys?" Glen asked."Fifteen minutes, I'm older," Jenny said. "We're twins. Brad and I are eighteen."The four of us spent the rest of the morning together. We ate lunch at one of the restaurants and then went for a walk. Brad and Jenny told Glen and me about the activities the ship offered."There is a dance every night. You guys have to. This was heaven. I pushed my face into the crack of her ass, into her panties. I smelled her teenage smells. I stuck my tongue into her ass crease, through her panties, as far as it would go. I buried my face in her ass. The girl started to push back with her ass in my face. I placed my fingers inside the waistband of her panties and started to roll them down. This was wonderful.At first Rena didn't protest. My cock stuck straight out from my bathrobe and Julie bent down and stroked it for me.