With all of that, there were three things we never did that summer. We never kissed. We never did anal. We never talked. OK, a little talk about weird... shit, like drugs. But nothing personal.Still, I learned a lot. I learned how to fuck, of course, and how to do it so the girl would like it. I learned to be gentle with my size. I learned about G-spots and clits, nipples and navels. Best of all, I learned to lick cunt.Lisa particularly liked that, too, and I got good, fast. In fact, she acted. The contrast between the rough concrete beneath her ass and the softness of Melanie’s tongue and lips sucking upon her vulva made her weak, and her arms gave out, leaving her to fall flat on her back. Melanie licked and sucked enthusiastically until Trea’s slippery cum was covering her lips and tongue. The taste of the young girl’s secretions in her mouth was heavenly. She had done this with other women; wives of other couples with whom they had swapped partners, but going down on a girl young. Long thick chestnut hair, tall – at least five feet ten, elegant limbs, probably 130, maybe 135, C cup boob that only had a hint of beginning to sag. Not bad for fifty-four, she had to admit. She hoped she looked that good at that age.She was topless – a first for Brenda on this trip, as far as April could remember, and was wearing a sarong. With the light behind it, it was obvious she wasn't wearing any bikini bottoms either.Brenda smiled at April as she hopped up on the bed and laid down on. The room and board of my relatives was more helpful than I can say. A week or so after arriving in town I found myself staying with my father's sister and her family. I had known them as long as I could remember and had played with my cousins close to my age when we were children. One of my cousins, a middle child, plump and red-headed, seemed to take an interest in me. She was nineteen years old and wanted to go with me everywhere, even though she had a fiercely jealous boy friend. One evening.