I was feeling ripe and uncomfortable from being sweaty and wearing two-day old clothes. My unruly pussy that insisted on being perpetually juicy made ...e feel like I was advertising my status as a virgin slut to the world, when I only wanted my daddy to know that information about me. Dad and I stripped and waded out into the freezing cold water. We played in the stream like little kids, chasing and dunking each other. I made sure to rub my swollen nipples against my daddy every chance I got. I. I was in the backyard, mowing the lawn, and as I turned the corner with my mower, I saw her.Katie was stretched out on a lawn chair, her body covered with nothing but a two piece bikini, her little pooch of a stomach showing, her boobs barely covered, her pudgy thighs showing, covered with sun tan oil, and I felt it. Right then and there, on the tractor. My dick about fucking blew out of my shorts.I knew I had to go in the house and jerk off. As I was pulling the tractor into the garage and. She waved as her mother’s old friend as she slid from the nearby car. Maddi skipped to the curb with girlish delight. “I didn’t think you’d get my message in time.”“I actually moved my flight back to meet with you.” She said. “We didn’t get to talk much at the funeral. How’re you holding up, honey?”“I’m okay, but this business and charity stuff is all a bit overwhelming. That’s kinda what I wanted to ask you about. Moringa University has a better business school and--” She bit her lip and. We kept to ourselves for a couple of years but reminisced about some the experiences that we actually enjoyed. We continued to stay away from those activities and decided that if the conditions were right we might give sharing another try.You notice that I always refer to the activity as sharing. We didn't consider ourselves to be swingers. Suk and I defined swinging as a high production fucking of another's wife or husband. There was little friendship, but rather the exploitation of each.