She loved being on the beach and would often be seen in a skimpy bikini sunbathing or messing about. As she got older every outfit seemed to be strate...ically planned to to make the most of her pubescent body. She was certainly aware of the effect her young body had on boys and men. One barbecue I attended, Charlie was wearing a very short summer dress and it appeared that every chance she got she would sit in such a way that I could see her delicate, lace panties. When she caught me looking she. She hurried down there and locked him in. By now, her pussy was pounding against the crotch of her cut-off jeans, demanding to be stuffed. She couldn't wait to get back upstairs to her father's office.However, as she turned to the staircase, a sudden movement on the far side of the room caught her attention. At first, she wondered if one of the dogs had gotten free, but then she heard a human voice and saw a figure squatting beside one of the cages. She knew that no one was usually here at this. No one else would have given him a second glance, even a pig like myself. But I knew his secret. The first time I ran across him I was in the parking lot rest room on the first floor. This was by far the most dangerous of the four rest rooms I knew of at Aloha Tower. The door was padlocked open til eight in the evening, when it was locked up for the night. A half dozen filthy urinals faced a half dozen filthy stalls, all with no doors. The action was out front and dirty. The last two stalls. I took his cock in my mouth and tasted the tangy taste of my cum juice. I grabbed his balls and gave them a firm squeeze while I sucked him off. I was oblivious to what was happening around us and so was he. I was squatting on the kitchen floor stuck between him and the kitchen counter when suddenly I felt a warm breeze on my wet crotch. I stopped sucking him off and looked down to find Shannie on her stomach on the floor admiring my pussy. Tommy wondered why I stopped and looked down himself..