He then told me that this was how he was introduced to this kind of pleasure when he had met a grown up male who joked around with younger males, call...d Wally. I was sked if I would like to meet him sometime. I thought why not it could be fun. A few weeks later I was introduced to Wally a man that looked creepy to say the least.The three of us went for a drive in Wally's car. We eventually arrived at a house in a quiet street on the otherside of town. We went in and Wally gave us a glass of. You haven’t earned the right to call me Ma’am or Mistress,” my mom insisted. “Get dressed. We are going to clean Honey’s trailer and then go to the beach,” she said.I noticed my mother was wearing a skimpy G-string bikini with a hot little top that barely covered her sizable nipples.“I am not wearing one of those bikinis,” I insisted.“I don’t give a crap if you wear a paper bag. You can wear a bathing suit or jeans for all I care. You are not my problem. You can get up and fix yourself. I hooked them with my thumbs and slowly pulled them downward and off. I was treated to matching light blue panties; they were high cut and encased her pussy in a delightful sheer wrap. Visible down at the bottom of her crotch was a prominent wet spot. The rear part encased most of her ass. I was dumbstruck when the totality, the gestalt if you will, of the captivating sensuality of my little sister arrived like a freight train.I gathered my wits, removed my own shirt, grabbed her discarded. And then my wish was granted.As we exited the class, Wendy held my hand and led the way.I said, “Where are going? I don’t even know where Darrell lives.”She responded, “What makes you think we’re going there?”Puzzled, I followed her into the nearby forest. All I could see were a lot of trees until deeper into the forest off to the side there was a clear patch of ground covered in leaves. Right as we reached our destination, she quickly released my hand and jumped into the arms of Darrell, who.