There was a small triangle of thin cloth with thin strips of elastic attached, and another part was two patches of cloth and more thin straps."Try the... on," Marge encouraged the girls.Kim and Sally quickly shed their jeans, tops, bras and panties. They stepped through the straps and pulled the garments up. The bottoms consisted of the small triangle attached to a waist band on one end and another strap that went from a point between their legs, up through the crack in their butts to the back of. So I didn’t bother much, as I have a severe voyeur inside me, and that was always looking for a chance for Treesa to see us making love. This is such a pleasurable desire for me!We started slowly kissing each other, fondling, licking, and in a short time, my tongue was devouring her tasty pussy. I always love having a pussy, as in that intimate moment, I get to know my girl the most. While having a pussy, every body movement hers says something to me, every twitching and bending of her back,. So i left from there to play with my other friends. So i got a call from my friend that they r not coming today,they r willing to come tommorrow, so please inform to his mother. So i went to his house and knock the door. But no one opened the door, iagain knock the door, i heard the noice of the aunty tell to wait for a while.i stood thre waitng for the door to open.after few mins, aunty came and opened the door.i was shocked to see aunty in a white saree whioch was transpent and i can see her. The last gasp of Summer, was about to be overtaken, and the freeze of winter would coop me up in this two-story prison for the the next season. Don't get me wrong; I do enjoy the passage of seasons. From the radiance of summer to the sterility of winter, it adds a predictable spice to life. People in the South do yearn for snow, after all. But in this rural outpost, two miles out from town, even the tiniest ice storm could trap me here, and leave me to idle while the utility companies rush to.