I reached over and placed my hand on this guy’s leg and initially there was no reaction. Then I started to rub his leg getting closer to his towel ...ach time until I went under and began playing with his cock, He then slid closer to me. It was one of those real smooth feeling cocks and I was thinking it would be on the thick side when it rose to the occasion.Well it was time and I decided to copy what was happening in this room. I got on my knees in front of him, lifted his towel and took his. I went outside and did some much-needed maintenance in the garden. When I got back indoors, Lindy was sitting on the kitchen table, wearing a short red dress that unbuttoned down the front. The top two or three buttons were undone, revealing the swell of her beautiful breasts, though keeping her nipples hidden. But she was sitting with her knees apart and quite obviously (obvious to anyone glancing up her skirt, that is) wearing no panties. She looked at me crossly.“I want my pussy licked,” she. The look she gave me was one of knowing. So, she knew. Knew what I was thinking as I kept the constant drink of whiskey. I hoped the burn would stop me from thinking such things, but no luck. Her leg shifted and I watched the dim lamp light float over her dark skin. My eyes closed and I took another long sip. I felt myself tremble, lips went dry and my eyes opened slowly, the thought that perhaps this could be an alcohol induced dream flashed in my mind. However, once my eyes opened, even just. My Mother looked at me with that exact same expression, I was confused. We never swam naked after that, it was another year or so before I figured it out, partly from some things my father said and partly from taking notice of the farm animals around that had just been ‘there’ before. Sarah began to change, I remember that day we waited for the bus to come and take us into town to school. Sarah was wearing a dress, I had never seen her in a dress before. She looked so pretty, I even told her.