So there we were - dripping wet, now talking about their sex life. I decided it was time to stop being shy and take a chance for once in my life. "I c...n't believe he doesn't have sex with you, I'd have trouble not having sex with you." I opened with, and took a step closer to her."Have you thought of having sex with me, Dave? I think you need to show me what you have been thinking about." she said.I didn't wait a second longer. I grabbed her ass and started kissing her. She pushed against me,. ." "What?" Joey asked, always looking for something new to gross someone else out with. "Remember the mud pool?" "Yeah. It was one of the highlights of the day." "Well, replace the mud with cow shit." "Uuck. That's too gross, even for me." "Yeah, but you don't even know what they do with the cow." "Can we get back to the subject?" Suzi interrupted. "Okay... Let me see if I can figure out something to make them a little more human..." "What if we had them just lie down on the floor and told them. "Maybe I'd better baptize you, so you won't have such dirty thoughts." "Oh, really," Lana giggled, splashing wildly as she tried to escape from him. "I read that some boy's have an Oedipus complex." A what?" An Oedipus complex," she tittered, "that is a thing where boys wish they could make it with their mother." Huh?" Steve gulped, blushing brightly.The thought had never occurred to him. "And little girls want to do it with their dad, I bet," Steve exclaimed, chasing her, trying to divert. He told me he has been dreaming about me and all the wonderful things that he would love to do to me. I don't know why but the first thing I thought of when he said "do to me" was him going down on me. I have always fantasized since I was young about what it would be like to orgasm when a guy that really knew what he was doing went down on me. My husband had never performed oral on me and with his tiny prick could never even get me to orgasm through intercourse. I always wound up pleasuring.