“Oh, my God!” Connie yells, pressing her pussy against Rachel’s face.Rachel continues to slurp on Connie’s cunt juices, her tongue continually...caressing Connie’s clit, which had swollen to twice its original size. Rachel laps at that precious jewel, making Connie go crazy with delight. Connie can only take so much before her orgasm hits, sending her juices gushing into Rachel’s mouth. She captures as much of the precious liquid as possible and then cuddles with Connie until she comes down from. Weaver looked at my mom. I realized they planned to do more than a hike. Leaning close to Jenny, I said, "I'd rather go without our parents." Why don't we take a walk on the beach?" I pointed at the shoreline. "We haven't explored what's that way yet."Glen agreed with me. Jenny grinned and nodded. After lunch, Mrs. Weaver and Mom asked Jenny and me if we wanted to go to the bathroom with them. I could tell by the look on Mom's face that it wasn't just a question.On the way to the. Sexy.She got a drink at the bar. The place wasn't busy but there were still several bozos checking her out. From the way she's sat, legs crossed, thighs flaunted, and the sultry pout of the lips, I can tell she's the sort who likes attention.I get some eye contact going. She seems to enjoy it and gives some back. I know what a come-on looks like and I was detecting one here. As I say, there are other johns ogling too but I sense I'm in pole position. My competition wasn't that stiff, to be. What would like me to call it? Your Fur Burger, Vale of Eden, Heavenly Grotto, Fanny. They are all just words.” Leaning to her ear again, I whispered. “But it is a beautiful Cunt.”She went crimson, but smiled and looked down at her shoes.“So next time I had better give you a good nibble down there,” I said."No! I said we can’t do that again.”“Okay, but you do owe me a return favour.”Grace looked uncomfortable and was even more crimson. But I took note of the fact she didn’t say she.