I pretended to read some magazine but out of the corner of my eye I could see that the girl just could not stop peeking at my private parts enjoying t...e sun.At some time I felt that that was causing me to get an ever so slight erection so I went back in the pool to swim a bit.Soon I was back outside on my lounge chair. Later, my sister struck up some conversation between us and the girl got a little bit more relaxed while still keeping her eyes on me as much as she couldwithout being too. "You're sixteen," she went on, "and I'm only thirteen, but you know something.? I can fuck you into a melted puddle." You don't know what the hell you're talking about. Look, if you don't--I mean, my dad's upstairs and my sister is close by-- "Sunny squeezed his prick, noting with satisfaction that it was almost as big as his father's, and maybe even harder. She said: "We can hear anybody on the stairs, and if we get behind the couch, nobody can see us. Betsy's gone down the street. I saw her.. .."Zubeydeh was at a loss for an answer. She had no idea what she had done wrong and certainly had had no intention of disobeying. She racked her rather imperfect memory of the latter parts of the previous night's party to see if she could remember any orders she had not been able to obey. She could think of nothing, though the memories of the last couple of hours were very hazy.Pain returned as a jet of cold water sprayed over her body and washed away the stale and dried urine. As with other. So I licked her again, sliding through her folds. My salty cum almost drowned out the tangy delight of her cunt. I loved that taste. It was delicious. Wonderful. We had nearly the same flavor of pussy. I thrust my tongue in deeper, fluttering around while she moaned. “So, do you like that, Mommy?”“D-don't call me Mommy right now,” she moaned. “It makes this feel dirty.”“I know, Mommy,” I cooed. “It's so hot licking.” I licked. “Lapping.” I lapped. “And gathering my cum out of my sexy mommy's.