She rarely went out without any of us, never brought someone home and Beth knew that mom would be lonesome. Although mom was always straight, Beth did...'t give up, as she knew that when our mom drank a bit she could get really tipsy and she was going to take her chances. And her biggest chance came by at our seventeenth birthday; when mom promised my Beth and I to have our first liquor drinks.So on our birthday Beth made me take a hike from the house as soon we returned home from school, she. .." Kyle's voice trailed off as he caught sight of a familiar face. "That's Julietta.... from the waterpark!" She was about thirty feet across the room, with long black curly hair, tied up at the back and dressed in black and silver underwear that showed off her body to perfection. She stood amidst a table of four guys, baiting them on to buy a dance."The stripper with the long dark hair?" Casey asked, looking where Kyle's gaze was fixed. "That a wig she's got on, b*o?" Must be." Julietta's. She wanted him and he wanted her. Only, the longer he lived in America, the more American he became. Romantic and attentive before, so very European in his way and cosmopolitan in his manner, now he’d much rather watch sports, drink beer, and hang out with his American friends than with her. They used to watch movies together, while cuddling on the couch. Now, different tastes in movies even, he prefers the shoot ’em up and blow ’em up action movies and she enjoys chick flicks. She watches. I couldn’t get enough of her pussy as I kept licking it over and under and inside. Dixie was struggling to keep her hips still as she raised herself so that I could really lick her cunt properly. Her pussy was so wet and pink that I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “Its so beautiful down here Aunt Dixie. I cant stop licking your pussy. I just want to lick you forever Aunt Dixie”, I said. “Oh eat my pussy Joe”., she shouted in bliss. Her smooth shaven pussy was my first real pussy. The first time.