I moved close to him, running my hands down his back to his buttocks. Gary moaned in his sleep and raised his hairy bum into my hands. I pushed him do...n and spread his legs apart. I lay down between them, my head on his bum and spread his cheeks. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do until I leant forward and gently ran my tongue over his puckered anus. Gary groaned again and moved his head from one side to the other. I reached out with my long tongue and pushed it hard against the tight muscle. I was sohappy -- I would get to eat out Brooklyn!As the fifteen of us girls crawled around on their hands and knees, Irealized why we were actually here. This wasn't for us -- this was forthe guards. They took joy in seeing us in this marginalized position --on our hands and knees, eating "pussy." One guard had his arm up on theother guy's shoulder, like they were watching a really good sex showtogether. Another dude had an obvious boner in his uniform. Another dudewas walking around us with. She was tall and blonde, with a honey gold tan; I was in love for the first time in my short life. One Saturday afternoon, my parents were out somewhere when I walked up the stairs, Greta door was open and I stood in her doorway. She was sat in front of the dressing table mirror, dressed in very small light blue underwear, I didn't know underwear came in any colour other than white. I just stood there staring at this vision, when she turned and looked at me; I must have made a noise. Instead of. The bathing suit wasn't very revealing. It was a one piece, and kind of conservative, but it did hug her body like any bathing suit, revealing the narrow waist, the flared hips, the round behind, and a surprisingly firm, full chest, new developments in the past two years. I only gave her glancing notice, though. After all, she was a kid, and my step-daughter after all. Besides, she mostly went off on her own, either in the canoe, paddling among the islands, or exploring the woods. There were.