The picnic was an annual event involving Beryl, Kate, and Beryl’s two younger sisters, none of whom I had even met. Sally, the youngest sister was m...rried to Mike and their daughter, Julie, was Kate’s age. Mary was divorced and had a son, Tom, a few months younger than Kate. The phone rang and a few minutes later Auntie Beryl appeared at the doorway. She looked fed up and annoyed. “Sally has called to say that Mike has to work so won’t be going to the picnic. This is supposed to be a special. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn't necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke the kiss and moved down, down, down, pulling my purple thong off and opening my legs like a portal, she went straight to it and licked around, I moaned, enjoying the first sensation as it grew, she went back up and kissed me again, sliding her hand down to my pussy and pushing a. He grabbed and began stroking himself. Cassie was getting close to orgasm and Jacob looked at Jill with jealous contempt, he had to be the first to taste her. He pushed Jill away from her. He told her, he would take over and dived deeply into Cassie mound. Licking and slurping up her squirting juices. Jacob felt her hot pussy grind on his face and she was moaning in her pending ecstasy. Jill was now freeing Cassie breasts and squeezing her hard erect nipples pushing her ever closer to orgasm.. Mr. J began to pepper the seat of the white smooth satin panties encased Gwyn’s taut bottom tightly. After thirty swats of the hairbrush had her bouncing and squeaking, he paused to survey his handiwork.“Gwyn you act like a cute provocative teenage girl with your visible panty lined bottom notice me tactics and that young lady is called sloth.”.“I do not,” Gwyn said with a pertinent pout. “Oh no you got to know Gwyn that every guy in the Tasty Freeze is aware of the size and shape of your.