Summer Vacation
	by
Bebrack



 	It was a hot, muggy evening in early June, 
unseasonably hot for this time of year.  The sun had gone 
down a short time ago but the heat seemed to intensify.  A 
trickle of sweat ran down my neck, across my bare chest 
and ended up in my navel.  I squirmed uncomfortably on 
the bed.  The sheet and blanket were pushed off the foot of 
the bed and I lie there in my shorts trying to think of 
something cool.  A slight breeze drifted aimlessly through 
the window bringing with it the scorching heat and soft  
sounds of a lazy summer evening.
	As I lay there thinking of ways to cool off, I heard 
footsteps and quiet voices approach the porch that ran 
across the front of the house.  It was my cousin Sandy and 
her boyfriend coming home from a date, quietly making 
their way to the couch on the porch.  They sat down and 
were softly talking, so quietly I could only make out a 
word now and then. Then it got really quiet.  I crept to the 
window to see if I could see what was going on.  It was 
dark but the moon gave off enough light so I could vaguely 
see what they were doing. 
	 He had her laid out on the couch and he was kissing 
her softly and thoroughly.  Her hands were on his head as 
he slowly traced a path down her neck to the opening of 
her blouse between her tits.  She sighed and pushed his 
head lower.  His hands quickly unbuttoned her blouse and 
pushed it back off her shoulders as his lips moved to her 
rapidly rising breasts.  She gasped audibly as his tongue 
flicked across her erect nipples then traced a wet path 
down her stomach to her bellybutton.
	“Oh, My Gawd,” she gasped, “we’ve got to stop.  
You’re driving me crazy.”  But her hands held him right 
where he was.  It was obvious that they’d been down this 
trail before.
	“Yeah, honey, I know,” he panted, “but it feels so 
good.”  His hand was gently caressing      her thigh, 
pushing her skirt higher with each movement.  She was 
twisting around and finally put one leg up on the back of 
the couch.  It gave me a good view of her creamy white 
thighs and the ve of her crotch, covered only by 
transparent white panties.  I could vaguely see the curly 
dark hair of her cunt before his hand covered it.   His 
fingers hooked the top of her panties and slowly pulled 
them down over her hips, baring her pussy and her lovely 
ass to my inspection.  Her breath was coming in quick, 
moaning gasps as his fingers slipped into her sopping wet 
cunt. 
	 I could hear his ragged breathing as he whispered to 
her, “Undo my pants, honey, take my cock out and play 
with it a little.”
	She quickly undid his belt, undone the zipper and 
pushed his pants and shorts to his knees.  His cock sprang 
free and stood proudly at attention, pointing its ruby red 
head at her face.  She immediately grabbed it and started 
stroking it, pulling the foreskin clear up over its head then 
back so the head was bare and glistening with the precum 
forming at its tip.  Slowly she lowered her head and ran 
her tongue around its circumference, paying special 
attention to the little slit in the end.
	They were both breathing in ragged gasps by now.  So 
was I.  I had my rigid cock in my hand, playing with it, 
slowly, as I watched the scene develop before me.
	“Baby, I want you now,” she moaned, “please put it in 
now.   I want to feel you slip inside me.  I want you to fill 
me with your hot cock.  I want you to fuck me now!  Fuck 
me hard!”
	“Ok, hon, slide around and get your ass right on the 
edge of the couch.”
	“Like this,” she asked, sliding around so he was 
kneeling between her legs.
	“Yeah,” he answered, “now put your legs on my 
shoulders.”
	As she got her legs in position I could see him take 
hold of his cock and rub it up and down between the lips 
of her pussy, covering it with the juices that were flowing 
so freely.  He placed the head of his cock between her 
pussy lips and gently pushed about three or four inches 
into her.  She sucked in her breath as she felt him slide 
into her and her hands reached down to grasp his ass.  He 
started pumping his cock into her with long, slow strokes.  
I could see the juices glisten on his cock as he started to 
increase the speed of his thrusts.  In and out. In and out.   I 
could hear the slurping noise as his cock slid in and out of 
her pussy and the slapping as their bare bellies smashed 
together.
	Suddenly he grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass, 
slammed his cock in right to his balls and groaned, “Gawd, 
I’m coming. Ohhh.  Ohhh.  Ahhhhh.”
	“Not yet.  Please, not yet.  I haven’t hit yet.”
	He slumped down over her for a few minutes, then 
slowly raised off her and straightening 
 himself up a little made his departure.
	She lay back on the couch for a few minutes then 
slowly got up and straightened out her clothes, buttoned up 
her blouse, picked up her panties and came into the house.  
  	I hurriedly pulled on a robe, walked into the hall and 
met her as she entered the front room.
	“Hi, Sandy,” I said, “hot enough for you tonight?”
	Her face was flushed and the faint sheen of sweat 
shone on her neck and what I could see of her chest.  The 
smell of hot pussy filled my nostrils as she walked toward 
me.
	“Yeah, plenty warm,” she answered, “I think I’ll go 
take a shower.”
	“Good idea,” I said, “Need any help?”
	“I think I can handle it,” she said, grinning, “but I’ll 
call if I do.”
	“Okay,” I smiled back, “I think I’ll pop some corn and 
watch a little TV.”
	She went down the hall to the bathroom and I started 
the corn popping.  In a few minutes the sound of the 
shower running filtered into the living room.  I turned on 
the TV and found a program that was half way interesting 
and settled down on the sofa.  In a little while the sound of 
the shower quit and a few minutes later Sandy came down 
the hall to the living room.  She was wearing a white terry 
cloth robe that barely covered her ass.  It was tied at the 
waist with one of those rope belts.  She had a towel 
wrapped around her head like she’d just washed her hair. 
	“What ya watchin’? ,” She asked as she perched 
herself on the arm of the sofa.
	“Just some movie I can’t make heads or tails of,” I 
replied leaning over to offer some popcorn to her.
	She leaned toward me to reach for the corn and her 
robe gapped open exposing one breast.  She didn’t seem to 
notice or care.  She drew one leg up on the sofa and the 
robe fell open leaving one leg bare clear to the cheek of 
her ass.  She didn’t have any panties on.  It was getting 
hard for me to concentrate on the movie.  After a few 
minutes she got up and moved back toward the bathroom.
	“I think I’ll shampoo my hair,” she explained.
	“My offers still good to help,” I joked.
	“Maybe I’ll take you up on that,” she laughed as she 
walked to the bathroom.
	I watched the movie for a minute or two, then decided 
the hell with it and started back to my room.  As I walked 
down the hall, I noticed the bathroom door was about half 
open.  I could hear the water running and smell the odor of 
shampoo coming from the room.  Instead of going into my 
room I walked to the bathroom door and gently pushed it 
on open.  There was Sandy bending over the tub, her hair 
full of suds, just washing away.  The robe had pulled clear 
up over her ass and her pussy was staring me right in the 
face.  It was still red and swollen from the workout it had 
received not to long ago, but it still looked good enough to 
eat.
	I stepped into the bathroom and asked, “Sure you don’t 
need some help?”
	“Well, maybe,” she answered, “Could you help me 
rinse the shampoo out of my hair?”
	“Sure, I’d be happy to,” I replied, kneeling behind her.
	I reached over to get the bowl used for rinse water and 
my cock, which was hard and throbbing, brushed across 
her bare ass.  She jumped a little but then settled back 
against me.  I reached over her back to rinse the shampoo 
off her hair and my cock rode right up the cheeks of her 
ass.  I pushed tight against her and using one hand to pour 
the water I rinsed the soap from her hair.
	“Damn,” she muttered, “I’ve got soap in my eyes.”
	“Let me get you a towel,” I said, getting up to get it.  
When I was up, I took off the robe and pushed my shorts to 
the floor.  My cock stood out stiff and hard, pulsating at 
the sight before it.  I knelt behind her again and leaning 
forward passed her the towel.  As she twisted around to 
reach it the belt on her robe came loose letting her tits 
hang free.  As she started to get the soap from her eyes and 
dry her hair, I placed a hand on each bare hip and pushed 
my pulsating cock against her.  
	“What are you doing?”, she gasped.
	“Just getting a little closer so I can help you dry your 
hair,” I said, “Don’t you want me to help?”
	“I guess,” she answered, “but you behave yourself.”
	For an answer I leaned back, pushed my cock down so 
it went under her belly instead of on her back, then leaned 
forward again.  My cock slipped between the lips of her 
cunt and started the juices flowing.  I reached up and 
started drying her hair, moving my hips ever so slowly, 
letting my cock slide up and down over her pussy.  In a 
moment or two I noticed that her hips were moving in 
rhythm with me, pushing back against me then grinding in 
a circular motion.  I dropped the towel I was using and 
reached inside her open robe, cupped a breast in either 
hand and gave her nipples a playful squeeze.  I felt her 
reach up between her legs, take my cock in her hand and 
guide it into her cunt.  As I felt the tip enter her hot juicy 
pussy, I gave a gentle shove and about four inches of hot 
meat slid into her slippery tunnel.
	She caught her breath as I slowly started to fuck her.  I 
was just taking slow, short strokes but gradually slipping  
more into her.  Soon it was buried to the hilt and she was 
moaning and squirming back against me as I continued to 
give her the long, slow thrusts.  I had a tit in each hand, 
rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and 
occasionally giving each on a gentle but a firm squeeze.  
She started to quiver and tremble as her orgasm 
approached.  Finally she just collapsed back against me 
and groaned and squealed as she shook in the depths of a 
beautiful orgasm.  Her juices flowed from around my 
cock, which was still buried in her hot wet pussy, and ran 
down the insides of both thighs.  Finally she just lay over 
the edge of the tub, totally spent.
	I pulled my juice-covered cock from her steamy hot 
pussy and stood up, leaning back against the sink counter.  
Slowly she rose up and turning part way around said, 
“Thanks for the help.  I don’t think I could have done it by 
myself.”
	I reached down and helped her to her feet, pulling her 
tight against me.  Her arms encircled my neck and her 
breasts squashed against my chest.
	“Well maybe you could have but it wouldn’t have been 
as much fun,” I said, teasingly.
	“That’s the best I’ve ever got off,” she said, smiling 
softly, “where’ve you been all my life?”
	“Just sitting in my room, watching you have fun with 
old what’s his name,” I replied.
	“You watched tonight?”, she asked.
	“Yeah, you got me really turned on.  Put on quite a 
show,” I laughed.
	She wiggled closer, my cock pressed tight against her 
bare belly.
	“I bet I could turn you on again,” she whispered in my 
ear, at the same time straddling my leg and rubbing her hot 
juicy cunt all over my leg.
	“No bet,” I said, reaching down and pushing my 
throbbing cock down between her legs.  It was rubbing 
between the lips of her hot love tunnel so I guided it to the 
right spot, then with a gentle push entered her about three 
inches.
	“Oh Gawd,” she moaned against the side of my neck, 
“do me again.  Make me cum like you did last time.  I 
want your hard cock to fill my pussy with its love juice.”
	“Let’s go in on my bed,” I said.  “We can get rid of this 
robe and have a nice long fuck.”
	“Okay,” she agreed, shrugging her shoulders and 
letting the robe fall to the floor.
	She stepped back, reached down, took hold of my hot 
gooey cock and led me to the bedroom.  She knelt on the 
bed, reached out and straightened out the sheets and 
pillows, her wet pussy beckoning to me, then stretched out 
on the bed, laying on her side with one leg pulled up, her 
foot resting flat on the bed.
	“Come on, slowpoke,” she said, “I’m ready, willing 
and able.”
	I crawled onto the bed and lay down beside her, slowly 
caressing her bare belly.  Gently I rubbed her stomach, 
letting my finger dip into her bellybutton, then moving a 
little lower to the dark tangle of cum laden hair 
surrounding her pussy.  She shivered at the light touch of 
my fingers as they explored the juncture of her legs.  She 
stretched languidly and spread her legs to give me better 
access to the hot juicy center of her being.  Meanwhile my 
lips were tracing little circles around each nipple, my 
mouth opening occasionally to suck gently those puckered 
little tips.  Her breath was becoming ragged as she 
squirmed under my ministrations.
	“Baby,” she moaned softly in my ear, “take me now.”
	“Not quite yet,” I whispered back, “I want to screw 
you like you’ve never had before.”
	“You’ve already done that,” she grunted as I slid a 
finger deep into her hot pussy.
	“Yeah, but I want to make it last a long, long time,” I 
said, rolling her onto her side.  She drew one knee up 
toward her stomach and sighed as my hands softly kneaded 
the lovely cheeks of her ass.
	“Mmmm honey, that feels so good.  Do it to me 
harder.”
	“Like this,” I said sliding two fingers into her juicy 
cunt as far as they would go.
	“Ohhh,” she yelped, “Yeah, fuck me now.  Stick that 
hard hunk of meat deep into my hot hole.  Fuck my brains 
out.  Do me now.”
	Far be it from me to deny a lady’s request, so I reached 
down and raised one of her legs into the air, giving me a 
clear shot at her gaping pussy.  I moved close behind her 
and let my cock rub against her puckered little bum hole 
for a second before I guided it into the slippery tunnel 
awaiting it.  I gave  gentle but firm pressure and felt the tip 
of my cock enter the juicy morsel before it.  The muscles 
of her cunt tightened around the head of my cock, clasping 
it in its velvety warmth.  I pushed harder and felt about 
four inches enter her, then began a slow withdrawal almost 
to the end, then a quick thrust forward, each time burying 
a little more cock.  Soon it was into the hilt and I began a 
steady, although slow, pounding of her pussy.
	Her breath was coming in gasps by now, and her 
moans had grown so loud I was afraid someone would 
hear us.  I increased the speed of my thrusting hips and 
listened with pleasure as the sounds coming from her 
became higher pitched and more insistent. The faster I 
thrust the louder she got until she was making almost as 
much noise as the bedsprings.  Suddenly her body tensed, 
her pussy tightened around my slippery rod as she came 
with a groaning shudder, her whole body convulsing and 
quivering with the release of the built up tension.  As she 
reached her climax, her pussy contracted around the shaft 
buried in it causing me to spurt a load of  creamy sperm 
deep in her body.  We both collapsed in a hot, sweaty heap 
on the bed.
	As we lay there catching our breath, I gazed down on 
the lovely figure beside me.  She had long, lovely legs 
leading to nicely swelling hips then on to a slender waist 
with a nicely rounded tummy.  I let my gaze travel higher 
to her gently swelling breasts, two lovely globes tipped 
with large dark nipples, then on to the graceful arch of her 
neck and the sweet, almost tender, smile on her lips.   A 
bead of sweat trickled slowly from her forehead, down the 
side of her lovely neck to the valley between her breasts. I 
leaned  down and kissed it away.
	I have been staying with Aunt Grace and Sandy for 
about a week now, just getting used to them.  Sandy was 
about a year older than my seventeen years and I guess 
Aunt Grace was in her mid thirties.  My parents were 
making me stay with them for a month this summer, said it 
would cool things off between my girlfriend and me.  They 
thought we were getting too serious.  I’d always gotten 
along well with Aunt Grace but had never stayed with 
them for more than a day or two.  It was different living in 
a household with just two women, pantyhose and bras 
hanging over the shower curtain and things like that.  I was 
beginning to like it. 
 	“Your mom’s going to be home from work in a few 
minutes,” I whispered, “We ought to get cleaned up and 
dressed.”
	“Yeah,” she agreed, “let’s go take a shower.”
	I hadn’t thought of that but it sounded like a good idea.  
We showered together, put on a robe and went into the 
front room to watch TV.  Just a few minutes later we heard 
her mom drive into the driveway.
	“Hi kids,” she said as she came  into the front room, 
“Keeping cool?”
	“Trying too,” I said, “but it’s kind of hard.”
	Sandy just about burst out laughing. 
	“What’s so funny? ,” Her mom asked, as she came 
around the couch and sat next to me.
	“Oh, nothing really,” Sandy answered, “We’ve just 
been goofing off and that sounded funny.”
	“My feet are killing me,” Grace said, “I must have 
walked a million miles tonight.”
	“The cafe was really busy tonight, huh? ,” I asked, 
“Would you like me to give you a foot massage?  I give a 
really mean massage.”
	“Would you mind? ,” She asked, “I could really use 
one.  I’m tenser’n hell.”
	“Sure,” I answered, “No problem.”
	She lay back with her head on the arm of the couch 
and put her feet up in my lap.  I removed her shoes and 
started rubbing her feet, using my thumbs to work the sore 
muscles.  After rubbing her feet for about ten minutes I 
asked, “If you’d like to take your stockings off I could do 
this better.  My fingers keep slipping on the nylon.”
	“Okay,” she said, raising up from the couch a little, 
sliding her hands under her skirt and peeling off her 
panyhose.  She pushed them down to her knees then I 
slipped them on off.  As I continued to massage her feet 
she shut her eyes and started to relax.
	“There, isn’t that a lot better?,” I inquired, “I can really 
work these muscles now.  Would you like me to do your 
calves to?”
	“Sure.  That’d be nice,” she murmured quietly.
	“You’re going to have to move down this way a little 
then,” I said, “I can’t reach your calves from here.”
	She scooted down the couch a little and as she did her 
dress pushed up past mid-thigh.  One leg slipped to the 
floor, spreading her legs, leaving me staring at a hairy 
cunt.  I looked over at Sandy and she was smiling widely 
at me.  I started massaging the calf on my lap, my hands 
working upwards till she reached down and stopped me.
	“Do the other one now,” she said, raising the other leg 
onto my lap.  She drew the first leg back, bent at the knee 
with her foot on the couch, letting her dress ride clear to 
her belly.  Her pussy was open to our view.  The lips of her 
cunt were slightly open, showing a light pink interior 
surrounded by dark curly hair.  She was still laying on the 
couch with her eyes closed, just enjoying the massage.
	“Would you like me to do your shoulders now,” I 
asked as I finished with her legs.
	“That would be terrific,” she said, sitting up on the 
couch.  Her dress fell back down but you could still see the 
shadowed outlines of her sweet pussy.  I got up, keeping 
my back to her so she couldn’t see the growing bulge 
under my robe, and walked behind the couch.  I started 
kneading the muscles of her shoulders through the fabric 
of her dress, rolling them under my thumbs, then grinding 
the heel of my hands into the soft flesh. 
	“Ohhh, that feels so good,” she said as I continued 
rubbing the sore muscles in her upper back.
	“I could do it better if you’d pull your dress off your 
shoulders a little,” I said, “It’s kind of hard to do this 
properly through cloth.”
	“Oh, okay,” she answered, “I’ll just undo a couple of 
buttons and you can push it down as far as you need to.”
 	She undone the buttons and I pulled the dress off her 
shoulders a little ways.  Her tits were covered only by a 
lacy, low cut bra that did more to lift than it did to conceal.  
I could see the start of her dark nipples, just peeking out 
above the lace of the bra.
	“That’s nice,” she purred as my hands deftly worked 
the soft flesh of her shoulders.  “I could stand this 
forever.”
	My robe had come undone and hung loosely from my 
shoulders, open down the front.  My throbbing hardon was 
just inches away from her cheek but she seemed unaware.  
I pulled her back against the couch and ran my hands 
down over the rise of her breasts.
	“What you doing,” she demanded.
	“Massaging your boobs,”I said as I pushed my hands 
under her bra, cupping her tits.
	“Well stop,” she said, “Sandy’s setting here and 
besides it’s not....”
 	“It’s not what,” I asked as I pushed the bra down, 
exposing and lifting her large tits to my gaze.  They were 
lovely, at least a 38D.  The nipples were large, as I 
expected, and were standing straight out in excitement.  I 
cupped her lovely globes and rolled the nipples between 
my thumb and forefinger.  She gasped audibly.
	“It wouldn’t be nice,” she moaned from between 
clenched teeth.
	“But it’ll be fun,” I said, pulling her head around so my 
cock brushed her lips.	
	Her hand came up instinctively and grasped it.
	“My Gawd,” she exclaimed, “I can hardly get my hand 
around it!”
	“Try your lips,” I suggested.
	Slowly she turned her head, her tongue flicked out and 
caressed the tip of my cock softly.  Her mouth opened and 
I slid the head of my cock between her open lips into the 
warmth of her succulent mouth.  Her tongue was doing a 
little dance all over the tip, flicking repeatedly into the slit 
in the end.  I started thrusting gently, feeding her as much 
cock as she could take without gagging.  Her eyes were 
closed again but her tongue let me know she was enjoying 
herself.
	“Sandy,” I said, “I think your mom’s pussy needs a 
little attention, don’t you?”
	Sandy got up from the loveseat and came toward the 
couch. As she walked she loosened the belt of her robe, 
shrugged it of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.  
Her nipples were erect and pointy and her pussy was still 
red and agitated from the good fucking I had  recently 
given it.  She walked toward us, her tits bouncing slightly, 
and stopped in front of Grace.
	“What do ya want me to do?,” she ask.
	“I don’t care, suck her tits, eat her pussy, whatever,” I 
responded, “but first, get her undressed.”
	As Sandy was walking towards us Grace twisted 
around so she could get at my cock better, her eyes grew 
large with astonishment as Sandy dropped her robe and 
even wider as she saw the red swollen pussy lips of her 
daughter.  Sandy knelt in front of her mom, reached up and 
pulled the dress down from her shoulders.
	“Okay Mom, raise your ass so I can get this dress off,” 
Sandy instructed.
	Grace raised up off the couch and Sandy pulled the 
dress down around her ankles.  Grace was left with 
nothing on but her bra and it was just lifting her large 
lovely breasts, not hiding them.  Sandy leaned forward, 
taking one nipple in her mouth while she played with the 
other one. Grace twisted and squirmed as she received 
these ministrations and soon her hips were bucking wildly 
as Sandy drove her fingers deep into her Mom’s hairy 
cunt.
	I walked to the end of the couch and stood watching 
them for a minute before sitting down and leaning back 
against some pillows.  I sat stroking my rigid member as I 
watched daughter playing with mother.  
	“Grace, it’s time you come and massage my cock for 
me,” I said, “I’ve had about all the watching I can handle.”
	She didn’t say anything, but she got up and stood in 
front of me.  Her nipples were wet and shiny from the 
sucking Sandy had given them and her pussy was red and 
wet from the fingering it had received. Her breasts were 
rising and falling rapidly.   Smiling, she slowly straddled 
my body, positioning herself right over my throbbing 
hardon and lowering her ass until the head of my cock was 
softly rubbing up and down her juicy slit.  I cupped a 
cheek of her ass in each hand and pulled her down on my 
cock.
	“OH, oh, oooohhh,” she exclaimed, as my cock slid 
into her hot steamy pussy.  Her arms wrapped around my 
neck and her tits squashed against my chest.  Her ass 
began a slow, rhythmical grinding as she pumped my cock 
deep into her velvety softness.  My hands caressed the 
pliant flesh of her ass, roaming upwards to cup the full, 
firm breasts that were pressed so tight against me.  Her 
breath sounded like a broken down windmill.  High, 
screechy moans were escaping her lips each time my cock 
plumbed her inner-most depths.  Suddenly her ass began 
moving in a frenzied motion, her body shook and trembled 
as her orgasm swept over her.  I held her cheeks and let 
her collapse on top of me.
	After a moment I rolled her over so her ass was on the 
edge of the couch and I was kneeling on the floor between 
her legs, my cock still buried in her very juicy cunt.  I 
started pumping my cock into her, slowly at first then with 
a burst of short quick strokes.  In a few minutes her hips 
were moving in rythem to my thrusts and her tongue was 
searching for mine. I let my lips wander over her face, 
kissing her eyelids and the corner of her mount before I let 
my tounge slip between her lips, probing for her lashing 
tounge.  I rolled her legs up over my shoulders and heard 
her grunt as the head of my prick nudged, not to gently, the 
mouth of her womb.
	  I began long, slow strokes, that were exploring the 
depths of her pussy and she responded by twisting her hips 
in perfect unison with my thrusts.   Soon she was moaning 
and begging for release, holding me tight against her and 
grinding herself against me, trying to tangle our pubic hair 
into a knot.  Sandy knelt beside us and as my throbbing 
cock slid in and out of Grace’s juicy cunt she reached 
down and gently stroked my balls.  I couldn’t stand much 
of that and in a few minutes shot a load of hot, creamy 
cum deep into Grace’s snatch.  I let my cock soak in our 
combined juices for a minute or two then slowly pulled it 
out of her drenched pussy.  As it slipped from her wide 
open cunt, a stream of love juice flowed out and ran down 
the crack of her ass, over her puckered asshole.
	I watched as she ran her hands over her belly, through 
the wet and tangled hair covering her pussy and finally to 
the hot, swollen lips of her cunt.
	“My God,” she exclaimed, “I’ve never cum like that in 
my life.” “I guess I don’t have to ask what you two have 
been up to this evening, do I?”
	“No, probably not,” I replied. “Would you like to take 
a shower with us before we go to bed?”
	“You know I would,” she answered, reaching for me.	
	I reached down and pulled her to her feet, then slipping 
an arm around each of these gals, I cupped a tit in each 
hand as we walked down the hall to the bathroom.  It was 
going to be a long, horny month, but that’s another story.		

	 	

	
	
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