I wonder how long she can tread water." Huh?" I was prying my fingers out of my ears. "What?"Al raised his voice to a mild shout, "She could always sw...m." He nodded at Carole Ann."Thin?" I asked. "I don't think she's thin." Carole wasn't thin ... she was just right."Forget it," he said."Frog et it?" I was still trying to hear. What did the frog eat? And what did frogs have to do with fixing my binoculars? When Carole Ann shrieks...Pentwater has a constable. While Al was trying to convince the. "I knew you would" she retorted smugly, "it feels kinda strange - but sexy - so take a picture as I'm not gonna do this often!"I literally leapt from the bed to open the wardrobe and rummage into my camera bag, checking that I had some film left in it before turning back as she struck a pose."How's this" she asked, peeling her panties down, then bending forward to lay her palms flat on the floor before spreading her legs apart to give me a spectacular view."Absolutely beautiful - don't move" I. The type only a young girl could muster. “I call dibs, Becky!”She threw herself to the head of the bed, leaning against it, her legs spread wide. She wasn't wearing any panties, her negligee bunched around her waist. Her shaved pussy was on display. She'd been sexting me all weekend, sending me shots of that beautiful twat dripping with my husband's cum. Becky shook her head. “She's such a brat.”“I know,” I said. “Just spoiled.”“She is,” said Steve.I rolled over onto my hands and knees, feeling. "Okay. We'll eat each other."I envisioned Jason over me while he licked my pussy and I had his long shaft in my mouth, and I decided I'd prefer being on top during a sixty-nine. I figured I'd have more freedom of movement that way, which cock sucking required, so I pushed Jason to his back, performed a graceful - hopefully - one-eighty in the bed and straddled his chest. I took his hard-on in my hands again and gave it a few long, smooth strokes similar to those Jason gave himself when he.