”I reached over for her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Are you sure you're still up for this”?“Yes, I think so. We’re going to use my cellphon..., right”?“Right. You’ll have to the whole thing on your phone so it'll be in safe hands. We can watch it together in the truck afterward.”It was a warm Fall day without a cloud in the sky. Perfect weather for late October. Perfect for what we had planned.I turned off at Oak Hollow Road and followed it to one of the service entrances to Bitter Rock State. Zoë came again. And again, her cunt on fire, in need of release, butthe priests tongue merely adding to the pleasure pain, her juices generously flowing onto his face, dripping down the crack of her ass and pooling under her hind quarters. After what seemed to be an eternity, the priest pulled his face from the soft, wet folds of Zoë’s cunt. Zoë’s mother lifted off her face, allowing the panting teen to catch her breath. ‘Was that not the most intense thing you’ve ever felt?’ her mom said.. My father had run a traveling business with Aaron and back then. After the accident he bought the rest of the company which left us with plenty of money to be financial secure for the rest of our lives.Every year since my father died we have had this tradition to go out with this monster of a boat. This year the crew consisted of Aaron who was the only one that could operate the boat properly, my mother, my sister and mom's younger sister and my aunt Angelina and last but not least my self.Now. My new nieghbour was laid on her sun lounger with her legs hanging over the sides. She was about 5 foot three with blonde hair and a really curvy body her bikini top was pulled down and her small pert nipples were very erect I gazed through the gap in the fence as she played with herself now this was better than the stories I had been reading I looked harder and could see her thrusting her fingers in and out of her slot my legs began to tremble as i looked at her and wished it was my fingers.