I asked her to lie on her stomach, facing downwards. I started applying the oil on her feet first, slowly kneading her calf muscles, and sensually rel...eving the tension. Slowly, I went upwards and onwards. Her thighs, her lovely round buttocks; I kept kneading them and bathing them with oil and kissing them.I put oil in her ass cheeks, it looked lovely, like a golden liquid flowing through a smooth valley. It was perfect! I then inserted a finger in her crack. She was ecstatic, she wanted me to. "The right woman, that is. I've never found the right woman." That is so difficult to believe." And me with you," he agreed. "But the path to true love, as they say..."She shook her head in agreement. "It's not smooth. It's not smooth at all."And, indeed, it never had been for Karen.In a sense, she still thought of herself as a virgin. Perhaps not so in the literal sense, but in an emotional sense there was a truth about this she was too embarrassed to admit. True, she had experimented. There. Hazel nodded and he let go and Hazel turned her head away. She heard him slide his boxers off then he grabbed her face again and turned it back towards him. He'd taken his boxers off and was stroking his cock, inches from her face. "Do you like it Hazel? Can you imagine how it's going to feel in that tight little cunt of yours?" Hazel tried to look away again but he forced her to watch him as he stroked his hand up and down his length. Hazel sobbed. "Please Mr. Russell don't?" she begged,. That is if she was anything like her siblings.Everyone went to the beach stand for food and drink. Bob, the older one, bought a round of beer. No one questioned Sally’s age even though it was later revealed she was seventeen.Sally conferred with the other women, “I’ve heard the stories about last year and I’m thrilled to meet the ones involved. I’ve just recently gotten laid and I want some adventure like my brothers had. Would you share your men with me? I guess I was presumptuous in assuming.