She readily agreed and I told her to take off her shorts and spread her legs real wide so I could get at her little cunt.I gasped as she stood up and ...ulled down her shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties and her chocolate-coloured pussy was almost hairless. The lips of her cunt were tightly clamped together, and remained so even when I sat her on the edge of the couch and pulled her thighs wide apart. Just a thin, glistening line of pink bisected her bald little cuntmound. I wet my lips and. I was resting my head against the glass, having finally realized that opening a locked sliding glass door was nearly impossible without at least some kind of tool. Sweat beaded on my face from the exertion and little drops ran down the glass from my forehead."Pleazzzeeee?" It was the first word that either of us had spoken. "For gawd sakes, open the door! Please, please, please?" I was holding my hands together in a prayer motion unsure whether I was asking Diane to open the door or praying to. I wanted him to just exit already. He finally emerged. We kissed, and he got in the car.We pulled into the drive. I had told my family I was having a friend over, but failed to mention who. We walked in, and I announced, "Look who I found on the beach!"My dad looked shocked, in a good way. He had always enjoyed John being around. I think he was also suspicious of us maybe being a couple too. He shook John's hand, hugged him, and welcomed him in.It was an hour before dinner, and we used that. "Harder!" Karen cried out. "Ohhhh, please, harder... faster... deeper! Ahhhh, more, Karen... more!" Karen really didn't have to run her fingers back and forth. Sarah was riding them with her cunt furiously, sliding her hairy, tight cunt back and forth, almost to her palm. The wet sounds excited Karen, and her own cunt began to bubble with more wetness than before. She was on her knees between the spreading legs of her sister, and she pulled her hand from Sarah's cunt and slipped it under her.