”I was thinking, “How is this even possible?”I rested my hand in Rita’s thigh.“Are you sure?” I responded. The bourbon had lowered my inhi...itions. Rita’s soft and sensuous touch had aroused my libido. Rita gently slipped her hand closer to my crotch.“I promise,” Rita whispered, as she bit down on her lower lip, “I’ll make it worth your time.”Damn country girls.I squeezed Rita’s thigh.“Are you sure it is safe?” I asked. “I don’t want to get shot by a jealous boyfriend or husband.”“It’s fine,”. It was a good choice, the dinner was great and the bottle of wine helped to start our conversation."How did you happen to pick Caitlin as the girl to invite? I don't recall ever hearing you mention her last year, or even at Thanksgiving." Once I found out that I could go with you guys and could bring someone else, Dad suggested that I give serious thought to inviting someone whom I thought would not only be fun, but who would be interesting to you guys too. He said that you were reluctant to. I had a good cheeky laugh seeing my pale white skin covered in chocolate, my freckles dotted with candy and my red tresses intertwined with licorice. I was rolled into a room of awaiting women celebrating their latest success. There was some business venture that had gone right. Hell if I know what it was.At first, I just laid on a large platter. Candy and marshmallows were plucked from me as women walked around socializing and sipping drinks. Then, the lights dimmed, the music turned. . Damn, Josey, we thought we have some big titties, hers are huge and they’re perfect too.”“You’re making me hot. Let me get my arms around your sister.”“Diedre, you sure do look good, Baby. You and Haley have been driving tractors naked haven’t you?”“Yes, but when the men are there, we put our shirts and shorts on.”“Good, I don’t want no man seeing any of my girls naked.”“We don’t want them seeing us naked either, we’re your girls and as soon as we can, we want to give our pussies to.