I remember the k**s wereyoung yet and we were on a camping trip in tents. One for Danny andmyself and one for the k**s. Danny had had a little to much...to drink andhad even spilled a beer on His sleeping bag. It was a chilly night thereand I suggested Danny sleep in with me? He looked at me strangely thensmiled and said " Well as long as this doesn't get back to the departmentthat we were sleeping together I guess it's OK?Our tent was big enough to just about stand up in. Danny was taking offhis. The girls had started a fire outside the hut and much to my astonishment, cooking over that fire on a wood spit were two cleaned and plucked water fowl!"What is this?" I exclaimed with wonder, looking at the birds. Then they were all over me. They pranced gaily into my arms hugging me, both women excitedly chattering at once so that I couldn't understand a word."One at a time, please. I can't understand a word you're saying." I laughed as I hugged them back.Finally Roya calmed down enough to. My girl-dick throbbed against her stomach. She squirmed on me, her ticklish bush rubbing into near the base of my new cock. I groaned, our tongues dancing, sharing my futa-cum.This wild lust surged over me. I rolled her onto her back, acting on these new instincts rippling through me. My nipples grazed hers, shooting delight down to my girl-dick. I reached between us, grasping my futa-cock. I shifted it, pressing it between her thighs. I groaned at the feel of her hot flesh against my pussy. I. I redden as I see myself in the mirror. The nipples, of course, are darts and very prominent. What is really cringeworthy is my areolas. They are so evident, too evident. Fuck! Dexter has not seen this outfit yet and I’m humiliated.Slowly I walk to the family room. Mom looks at me and smiles. Dexter looks at me and literally does a take. He tries to grin but the fact that his jaw is on his chest makes that very difficult. Mom tells me to get them some more beer from the fridge. I come.