She hadn't realized there were so many people in her age group in the island-so why did it have to be that rotten bastard Chris whom she'd met first a...d let herself get hung up on? What a bummer!The radio music grew faint behind her as she walked down the coastline, walking with no goal in mind save being alone. She could feel the Purple Jesus taking hold of her head and she wondered if she were going to get drunk and sick. She'd just finished downing two successive cups of almost pure alcohol,. She slid them slinkily along her smooth legs, hooking them with a flourish over her feet. She dangled them on fingertips before letting them flutter to the carpet. To her delight, he slid a hand across his crotch, gently squeezing his burgeoning erection."God, you're sexy," he murmured."Am I?" Moaning, she snaked her spine, twisting the white sheets. "Mmm… come here, lover." She beckoned with a slender, red-tipped finger and puckered her rouged lips. She watched him approach, noting his awkward. Susie on the other hand is looking forward to seeing him again, many times if I allow her too. I grew up with Margo, Susie and Brad , who were her cousins ,which made it a comfortable experience. I also knew and had played with them a lot during their visits. I was young and even thought about Margo and Susie and jerked off thinking about them naked.It wasn’t until just recently that we found out Margo’s dad had an affair and Susie was the result of that. That explains why they look and. He took me in his arms and pulled me tight against him. I could feel his body as he crushed me into him. I’m sure he felt my body too. Then his hands moved to my bottom.”Joe was really squirming as I diddled his penis and ass and talked. I continued, “Mr. Smith squeezed my cheeks making my ass open and close so I could feel cool air on my asshole. Is this good Hun?”Joe said “Yes,” with a moan.I said, “Joe? I can’t call him Mr. Smith anymore because it’s still that guy, and it’s not fantasy for.