Once we finished with our rolling in the grass, we started to prepare the garden table for lunch. Randolph and I set up the table, while the ladies ma...e the last preparation to the food. Lillian was turning the pork chops on the charcoal barbeque. Taking a plate from the table, I walked up to Lillian and held it out to her. “I brought you this to put the pork chops on?”Not turning to look at me, she replied. “They’re not ready yet.”“Hey, I want to apologise for what I said to you, at the park.. You want to strip me and kiss every inch of me as it becomes exposed. You take off my shirt and bra and kiss-lick-suck then bite my nipples, one then the other. I gasp in delight and tell you not to stop there; you reach down and remove my shorts and panties. We kiss again and then I say, "Ooooh keep going baby; kiss your way downward to paradise!" You spread my legs wide and I say, "FUCK ME," as you guide your hard cock into my hot wanting pussy. You lean back, watch your cock entering, and. It was, she figured, only a fantasy, and a secret to herself. No one in the world would ever know that she conjured such images. She still liked boys, but girls were sometimes more fun to think about. Outwardly, Summer was all about boys. She had dated several different boys, most of them on the school’s various sports teams, and had even had sex with a few of them. Sex had been a hollow experience for her, though. The few guys she had been with had been selfish, and had finished too early for. . you seem to be wearing skirts more and more these days... what's happening?"MaryAnn sat down at the table."Oh... got tired of pants..." she replied casually."I see..." Would she ever understand kids, Laura wondered. "Is your brother coming out for breakfast, or don't you know?" Oh, sure... he'll be out in a minute... What are you making this morning? Eggs a la Arabian Nights?" You watch your fresh tongue, young lady!" Laura retorted, blushing a pale crimson. "We're having French toast." Oh,.