“Clean yourself up you slut!” he says sticking his tongue out at me and winking. I clean myself up, the best I can with what I have, watching as ...arryl wraps Chris in a blanket and unties her from the tree. She smiles at him adoringly and collapses in her twin brother’s arms. Chris gets dressed. I wrap myself in my blanket, feeling shy all of a sudden with my nakedness, as Chris grabs my clothes and walks towards me. She smiles at me. “That was beautiful,” she says. “Get dressed and go. You have everything to be proud of. Look your boobs are a lovely size and, I must admit personally what is turning me on is your very hairy, and may I be as bold to say, fat protruding vagina. Look I can vouch for that”. Parting my legs, I fingered my hard cock.Removing her hand from her fanny, “Oh Ken you’re just like my husband he was a hair enthusiast too. He banned me from ever shaving down there. I am so happy”. With that I could see all her inhibitions draining away. The one garment that. I was working odd hours that summer so I had lots of weekdays off. I would be working on stuff out in the yard with my shirt off, and shortly after I was out there she would be in her yard tanning on the deck. We would have little chats as she laid there in a bikini, and I did my thing. Some times I would offer he a beer and we would talk by the fence. She had dirty blond hair, a great ass, big tits (even though I'm not a tit guy), and was just cute. She liked to complain about Dan not making. Well it is kind of a big one. When I was seven my parents who had always been very liberal, pot smoking and free love hippie types found religion. We started going to church three days a week. Within a few months of finding religion they had withdrawn both my sister and I from public school and began home schooling both of us. I handled it ok as I was younger and I didn’t really know what I was missing. I had friends and playmates through church and home school support groups. My sister was.