"No wait," I pled.He turned back for a second, a smile now spread across his face, his anger seemingly forgotten. "You three are better off without me..." he grinned, "besides I've got two little sweeties from Kent State who are just dying to meet me."As he sauntered off down the beach Crystal spat out to us, "we are better off without that prick."But there was a wistful tone to her voice and I couldn't help adding, "But it is a Biiiiiiiigggg Prick Cryssie!"... TUESDAY, Day 5Tuesday morning the. Ever so slowly, she moves her rubbing down, until her hand is cupping my pussy entirely. The pressure feels really good, and I lean back and close my eyes, soaking in the pleasure and the warmth and the fact that an incredibly sexy female - another girl! - is sucking on my breasts and rubbing my sex. Everything she does seems to feel twice as good, just because I know how taboo and wrong it is that we're both girls.She finally sticks a finger in me, and my body jumps uncontrollably for a. Ken had been golfing buddies with Bob Burns, who was Kate's husband, before he passed away from a sudden heart attack. While he knew Kate had been a widow for six years, Joyce had told him things about Kate to include things Kate had said since Bob's passing. Kate had once said to Joyce that she wasn't looking to get re-married and wasn't interested in dating. Ken knew that Jim Grace, one of the older members of the golf club had asked her out once but Kate had come up with a reason to turn him. He continued by asking me things about my appearance, how I felt about myhair, having to put on makeup, my face and body, and I told himtruthfully that I loved the way I currently looked, everything I had todo to maintain that look included, but that I had started to feel aslight loathing each time I had to remove the tape, allowing my genitalsto spring back into place and ruin the appearance I worked so hard tootherwise maintain. He finished by asking about my voice."I assume it's something.