She was more mature than the rest of us kids growing up, but still cooler to hang out with than the grown ups when our parents would get together for ...ne of the many neighbourly BBQs on their back deck.We had a close relationship with the Cliftons. I was about 4 or 5 when both our families had moved into the street about the same time.The summer nights were the best. While our parents would sit around talking over a few drinks after dinner, my younger brother and I, along with Crystal and her. Now she was in white colour bra and black colour petticoat. I removed her bra too and now she was topless. Her huge breast was tempted in front of me. Now I was sucking her boobs and she started to moaning.Then I undressed myself. I made her lay on the bed and I lay over her. I passionately kissing her lips while sequencing her boobs. She started to moan loudly. Then I put my hands inside her petticoat and rub her pussy over her panty. Now I undie her petticoat knot and pulled it down. Now she. He pulled out and Tara raised her hips again to keep it in. Doug beckoned me over and put me on my knees “Clean me bitch” I eagerly did. Licking his and Tara’s cum off his mighty rod, cleaning his balls, even giving his sweaty crack a good wash. He then grabbed my balls, squeezed them hard and dragged me over to the bed. “Lie down” Tara said. I lay face up and she squatted over me, cum starting to drip on my face. She bared down and with a “plop” She pushed all the cum out and sprayed my face. She rode me, gently, her eyes closed, her breathing slow and steady. She was using me for her own pleasure, but I certainly was complaining. I felt her orgasms as they came, her pussy pulsating; then, she began tightening her internal muscles, milking me until I couldn't hold out any longer. We both came. After a moment she climbed off me, went out to the bathroom, and came back with a wet wash cloth and cleaned us both. She returned to bed, and we held each other. I laid there quietly for.