She was so drunk that she couldn't walk straight to save her life. Her eyes were squinty and she had a permanent smile fixed to her face. She asked if...I needed any help with anything and I told her I would clean up in the morning. We sat down outside and talked about lots of things from her k**s to her marriage. At one point I started to feel brave again and joked that I was jealous of her husband having such a hot wife around his home all the time. She giggled and blushed saying she didn't. " Yeah." I nodded. "I wouldn't either." Dude, chill!" Shawn put up his hand in defense. "If not tryin' ta marry your sister!" He glanced at Beth. "Now. I mean, not that you ain't ... I mean, we ain't even graduate yet ... I mean..."The girls broke into peels of laughter and Shawn sank back in he seat to sulk. All of which gave me a few minutes to think about something other than the lump in my suit pocket.Eventually, we got to Missy's house and I was greeted by her father who'd gotten to the. She is breathing heavily, moan loudly and talking dirty. One hand trying to hold her hips down, the other is spreading her lips open, exposing her her now swollen clit. I can see it popping out from it's hood. I flick my tongue all around and across her clit. Every so often I would place my mouth over her clit, nibbling and sucking it as if I was sucking her nipples. She moans out, "here I cum", pushing her hips up, placing a hand on my head as she grinds her pussy into my mouth as she cums.. You didn’t want to fuck us until the next evening.”Carrie continued, “I knew that you were fucking the girls in the next tent but that was only fair. Did you know that I set that up for you?”“What? They came to us and told us that while you were out cruising for cock they wanted to try ours out. You were gone three afternoons and Phil and I would go to their tent and fuck for a while then switch partners. We would see them at night with other guys and they would wave. We could hear them fucking.