He heard a soft exclamation as he pressed his lips against her crotch, then he gave her a wet, smacking kiss and joked, "Hmm, something smells fishy."...Bastard," Timora grumbled, but she didn't complain about what he was doing to her. So long as he was paying attention to her 'naughty parts', she wasn't going to say another word. She'd gone through so many boyfriends that she was unwilling to drive another one away with her unusual desires. Jax was young enough that he was willing to play games. People might talk.Janet shifted her position and sighed. The sun felt good on her bare skin, but it also made her feel horny. Everything made her feel horny. The beer was relaxing her, and that was a very sensuous feeling. If she didn't get herself under control pretty soon, she'd just have to go outside then beat off. She shifted again, lusty and restless.She didn't know she had an audience. Her neighbor, a kid named Bobby, was watching her from an upstairs window. He'd always had a crush on. “When you say it like that I guess it does seem pretty… extreme…” She spoke thoughtfully and calmly. “To be honest Faye, I don’t know what I am. I have never really thought about women in a sexual way, but… I haven’t thought about anyone in a sexual way for a long time…” she paused for a moment, considering each thing carefully.“Not even Steve?” I asked.“Especially not Steve,” she said with what almost seemed like anger. “Are you sure you want to hear all this? It’ll take a while to explain,. And someone’s cock between my buns later on, well, let’s skip that for now, too.A week or so after our ceremony we lay on the grass, Fred between us.“Remember when I first checked out your cupboards after you guys told me I was responsible for cooking? ‘What the f-- do you guys eat, anyway,’ I said, right? Remember that?”“Ungrateful bitch,” Sarah responded.“Cow,” Fred answered.“Titless wonder,” said Sarah.Fred kissed Sarah and rolled over to kiss me.“Yes, I was.” She looked down at herself.