This must be the place,” I said looking at the trash piled under the carport awning.“To be honest Deacon, I haven’t even been inside. The place ...tinks inside,” Jimmy Durham said.“Then this is going to cost you extra and up front,” I said. “In cash. No telling what we are likely to find.”“Just tell me how much. As long as you aren’t trying to gut me, we can work it out,” he said.“I need to walk through the house.” I said.“I’ll wait out here,” Jimmy said to me.“Weak stomach?” I asked.“Yes sorry,”. He finally came inside her pussy. Cum was dripping out of her pussy. Jason walked away towards where everybody else was. Katie walked into the lake to clean herself off. "Well that was hot," said a voice coming from behind. I turned around and saw hazel sitting behind me licking her fingers. "How long you been here?" I asked. "If that's your way of asking if I saw you masturbating, yes I saw it all." I stood there slightly embarrassed. "You shouldn't be embarrassed that I saw you having a. “I think it is very nice. Do you wear it to school?”“No. I’m not allowed to wear it to school. Mommy says someone might see my panties when I am on the playground if I wear a dress.”“Your mommy is right. If you turn cartwheels while you are wearing a dress, it would fall around your body and everyone could see your panties. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”“I don’t know. I’ve never done it.”“Show me your cartwheel and I will tell you if I can see your panties.”Her mommy was definitely. You rise and lay the length of your body tightly to my side… looking down at me… brushing your juice soaked lips over mine… sharing my sweetness with me as your fingers slide over my clit and inside me… bringing more and more liquid out of me with each penetrating stroke and letting it ooze into the crack of my ass… wetting me… your fingers probing deep… held firm against the rhythmic pumping of my hips. You reluctantly pull your fingers from my pussy and move between my thighs… laying over me.