It shouldn’t go anywhere. Carefully, I climb on the trunk and freeze! The waves surge towards the beach, angrily tossing their white hair. They cras... against the cliff, and roar. The wind carries the smell of rotting fish off the lake, overpowering the green wood smell of the tree I’m sitting on. Each wave storms in, crashes over the non-existent beach, and retreats. A blood red sun, sitting low in the sky watches quietly. A small block of clay breaks off the cliff and falls. A wave greedily. ” He told her as he slid them over her hips. Moments later she found herself standing in front of him naked from the waist down. “Now Beth.” He said. “Pete tells me you have been a very naughty girl. A very dirty girl was well.” He added as his fingers touched her mound. She said nothing as she stood there and let him stroke her mound. “I am very disappointed though Beth.” He suddenly told her. “Disappointed? Why?" “Pete told me you shaved your cunt. He used to tell me how smooth it was. "Dave crossed the distance between them, not knowing if he was going to hug her or slap her. Instead he grabbed her and kissed her passionately on the lips. She resisted for a minute, and then melted into him."I don't want to lose you," he said softly.He felt her hands unfastening his pants. They fell away and then she pulled his limp cock out of his boxers. June dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth. She said she hated giving blowjobs, and in fact had only given him one since they'd. Really honest, I would love to fuck her really hard," I admitted.We weren't serving this year. Dad popped for a few professional food servers who were not in character outfits, to distinguish them from the invitees.Dad, dressed up as the Lone Ranger, including some real, but empty six shooters. He looked very much like Clayton Moore, the first TV actor to play the role.Mom, not to be outdone, hadn't told us what her outfit was until she made a grand entrance in a gorgeous, obviously made to her.