” Darla and I, still naked as the day we were born, flopped off of our floats and got out of the pool to join Paul on their patio near his charcoal ...rill. I sat down in a lawn chair and Darla sat on my lap. Paul said, “Dirk, the reason I’m cooking wieners is that Darla admires their shape and she enjoys sucking each one before I put it on the grill. She likes to hear them sizzle when they get hot.” Darla leaned over and whispered to me, “I like their shape and sucking on them because they look. “You’re really good with this, you know?”“What? Trigonometry?”“No, teaching. You dumbed yourself down to understand my problem and you didn’t belittle me.”Danny shrugged. “I made some money tutoring kids in the neighborhood since I was eleven. It’s cool to help, it kept them from ganging up on me, but I knew better than to piss them off calling them stupid.”“You got hazed a lot?”“With what my mother did for a living, you can bet your shapely tush I was hazed.”With gossipy Mrs. Connor in the. The site was heavily wooded but had areas carved out that you could pitch three tents. The campfire was in the center with a picnic table of a cleared out area that connected the other places to it. The van was loaded with all of our supplies and took about forty-five minutes to unload. The girls pitched there own tent while the boys set up the tent and screened in area around the picnic table. This would offer us a place to eat in peace. Kim and I pitched our tent and then planned to have. You're so nasty! So nasty, daddy!"For the last few seconds Kitten's piss streamed from between her legs. As I knelt there, I leaned back a little letting her warm urine hit down low on me splashing on my cock and balls. By the time she finished I was covered in her steamy hot piss. My cock and balls were dripping wet from her. When her flow finally stopped, I leaned forward to lick her and taste her again. I stood up and clutched her so hard in my arms while pressing my lips to hers. We locked.