I never met anybody from the South before, and I just love that slow Southern accent. It's so cute."I said, "Please don't say that." Oh, but it's so s...othing. My brain goes so fast all the time, and I listen to you and it just seems to relax. You oughtta go into radio."When we said goodbye, I watched her walking jauntily away, her blonde pony tail bouncing with each step and her hips swinging on her short, muscular legs. When she was a block away she turned to cross the street, looking back at. I was ignored as they oiled Clair’s body. Gosh three naked girls and I can’t get to them. Yes I am jealous! Accepting my restrained state I watch Jo tormenting Clair’s nipples while finger fucking her. Nichole pops into the garage and seconds later she reappears with Dad’s potable work bench. I don’t pay too much notice as I’m really too busy watching two hot girls making out.All too soon Nichole brakes them up. Jo is told to restart on my dick. Sis bends Clair over to the now well-padded. It was beautiful, I could see her swollen folds and her thighs and pussy lips were all shining from the wetness that was almost dripping out of her. She looked so fucking hot standing there with her legs parted, back to he wall and shaking hands holding her dress at waist height, exposing herself to me. I put one hand against the wall again and leaned in and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She moaned into my mouth and that moan turned into a much more guttural groan as I ran a. I break the kiss, pushing his chest until his back touches the wall and pull up his shirt slightly as I kneel down in front of him, both hands busy with his button and zipper. A quick kiss to his hip bone before his shorts come down, leaving his boxers straining to hold him in. I lean forward and lick him over the boxers, from base to tip, as I look up to meet his eyes. His dark eyes have somehow gotten darker and hold a kind of primal look that men always get at this point. I reach up to pull.