Yes, we wear the same clothes and like the same styles.We share everything (yep,even our underwear). For whatever reason we don’t share our shoes.Y...s, we have done a girl together.No, our parents have no idea that we close like we are.We both have girlfriends.We probably mess around a few times a week now.Ok, I think that answers everyone. Now with the story...I’m not sure in which part of our story we told you about seeing John and his kid brother Mike messing around in the woods but I. It was warm so I only dressed in my baggy shorts, tennies and white bobby socks, no shirt. My hairless chest and hard little nipples felt good in the breeze. I had to be careful that my swollen prick didn't fall out of the baggy leg opening or my oversized shorts slide down over my skinny hip bones. I did slide my hand under my shorts and squeeze my leaking prick and rub some on my nipples. Fuck but they were hard. I had about decided to go home and jack off when I heard a whistle. I looked. I was expecting the same wash job as I stepped into the tub with Kevin and he did go right to work scrubbing me down. Then he began telling me what a fucking hot little cock whore I was, and how he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of me as I fucked all of those men, how much he had wanted to fuck me all night. He reached around me and massaged my breasts with the washcloth as he began kissing and nibbling my neck and ears. I was totally surprised at my self when I began to feel that horny. She spread her legs, arched her back, and lowered her head in submission. She looked between her legs and saw the captain’s massive 12 inch veiny cock up close and gasped. His balls were the size of small eggs. Erica began to cry and tried to stare into his eyes for some form of remorse, but the captain wasn’t looking at him. He began to stick his index finger into her tight pussy. Erica moaned and tried to move away from his finger. She had never masturbated before, so her pussy couldn’t.