His huge hairy body looked even bigger.I kissed uncle Tom and he rubbed his face in my belly making me laugh.Aunt Shari came rushing as she heard our ...rrival. Aunt Shari was five feet six inches of sheer beauty. Her creamy brown skin was much lighter than uncle Tom's dark chocolate hue. That reflected her mixed heritage. She was dressed in uncle Tom's white shirt, which was mostly unbuttoned.She was simply curvaceous. Her 40DD breasts swung freely in lose shirt. Her wide round full waist of 38. I hate them anyway, just on principle. But when you wake up sore and stiff and every movement hurts, then you really hate mornings.But Lila brought in coffee and Krispy Kreme donuts, so my mood rapidly improved.And I start going over the case in my mind.Since I started writing down these stories, going back and checking facts is easy. Hell, it's all written down, nice and typed and double-spaced.But real PI work isn't all nicely written out and available like that. I have to keep turning it. . -- Lon grimaced at the pun -- it got better quickly. Beth's anal ring was still fighting him, but it was more of a holding action than a further attempt at denial -- and that made for a nice, snug fuck. Holding onto Beth's broad hips, Lon set himself up with a nice, smooth stroke designed to max out his pleasure.Rick, still watching from Lon's right, murmured, "How is it?" Pretty decent," Lon grunted. "Not the same as pussy, I don't think, but once you're in and moving..." If she loosens up. As the alcohol hit, they got more tipsy and at one point, Beth fell off her chair to everyone’s great amusement.On the way back, they walked back down to the beach to join the parties in progress. They all found people to talk to and continued to get hit on a bunch. Sarah and Jenny kept their eyes out for ‘targets’ for their challenge from Mr. Michaels. But the whole time, Sarah acted like a mother hen making sure nobody wandered off or took open drinks from guys they didn’t know.She did.