The house it's self was a four story anti-bellum beauty with well-kept porches and delicately painted trim. A few bushes dotted the grass in front of ...he house and four large magnolia trees framed it all. A little ways from the house was an elegant willow tree. In the distance, Cockerell Creek glittered in the afternoon sun. It was breathtaking. The trip was worth the view alone."You grow up here?" she gasped as they got out of the car and she surveyed the scene."Yep. That windo' there. I used. "Yeah," she agreed. "We'll suck your dick."I looked at the two fourteen-year-old cuties in their bikinis. How could I refuse? How could anyone refuse?"Okay," I said. I went over to the sofa and sat next to Missy. She looked at me in anticipation. I kissed her mouth, but this time I didn't tease her. We kissed deeply, and my hands roamed her slender body. When I fumbled with the string that held her bikini top, Sabrina, sitting behind her, untied it for me. I broke off the kiss to focus on her. The excitement of pretending to be a young robber lad and stealing kisses from delicate flowers of high society made her heart pound with a frenzy that imitated her reaction to Tom’s huge member buried to the hilt inside her bum. She remembered the first time he did that to her and she had begged him at first to “take it out” and then changed her mind and pleaded with him to leave it in a bit longer even after he had drained his last drop of manly essence into her still shaking torso.Now, she. Telling him to relax and just enjoy himself I undressed him. He was only slightly aroused but my mouth quickly fixed that. I moaned as I fellated him and he echoed me. I was careful to follow some of Missy’s suggestions and in no time Brian was sporting a nice erection. He wasn’t huge at all, maybe five inches in length, and not thick either, so I was able to easily take all of him into my mouth. I used my tongue a lot remembering Missy’s words, “Do what you would do if it was your dick you.