"In 2000, so?" I said "Well, he left you a few things. I mean in his will," he said "One of . . ." "Will? What will? My dad said he was leaving ever...thing to me, but he didn't say he had no will. "Look I got all my daddy's stuff when we left Texas. That was four years ago. I gave away dad's trailer to my cousin; I didn't want it. So if this has anything to do with that . . ." "No, no, nothing to do with that. It's about the stock he had. A thousand shares of Allied Chemical. He bought them. " They looked up from their computer pads finally and their mouths fell open, matching mine. Now that they had our attention, the girls started getting even dirtier. Flopsy pulled the carrot from Cotton-tail's pussy and licked the juices off before taking a big bite out of it. Mopsy offered her carrot to Cotton-tail, who did the same thing. Cotton-tail pushed Flopsy down onto her back, picked up a carrot, and leaned down to lick her clit while she fucked her pussy with the edible orange. "A bathing suit?" I asked. We were practicing in Gina's garage theafternoon after school let out, a couple of days before we were supposedto leave. Everything was locked in place: motel reservations, Tamara'scar, spending money, weed. And then Tamara had to start talking aboutswimsuits. It had been forever since I'd given that particular subject alot of thought. Or any, for that matter."Yeah, a bathing suit," Tamara replied. "You have one, don't you?" Uhh... I had one," I told her. I had to. Up the sides of that delightful place I licked, still probing the rim with my tongue, thoroughly enjoying the aroma and taste of the juices and the contrast of Pamela’s dark pussy lips with the shimmering pink tissue that was the source of those juices. Pam encouraged me to continue with what I was doing. ‘I love it, George! Keep fucking my ass! Keep licking my cunt!’ Because those are things that I really enjoy doing, I had no trouble following her directions. After thrusting my tongue into.