As they did, we could see lettering! It had read, "Kentucky State Line 2 Miles." It was rusted and weather-beaten but still very readable.We exclaimed... over this but I told them we needed more information. I told them to keep looking for signs that might be smaller and for a shield shape. A couple of hundred feet later, one young man found a shield. It was harder to read but I believed it showed a "seven" on the left! According to my map, we were at I-75 just south of the Kentucky state line. I. " With a smile I grabbed her right hand and pulled it towards my stiff cock. "No, I mean put the sunscreen on you, silly," she laughed. When she saw my face drop, she laughed again. "Don't worry, David," she reassured me. "I'm going to wank you off. But it's better to get the all over treatment." And she was right. I lay down on the towel and Vanessa straddled my back and began rubbing the cream into my shoulders. I could feel her wet, wide-open pussy slurping around my lower spine. When she. Yeah, keep it up, I’m almost there.” My cock started to grow in my own briefs, the hardness pushing my waistband away from my body, the warm air bathing my exposed crotch. I reached my hand down to start stroking when I saw the ropey white strands of Derek’s semen splashing on the rocks. Hastily, I shoved my cock in my swimmers and jumped into the shallow end. I must have missed Derek entering the house again, because he came back out the French doors, adjusting his swim cap, his monster cock. And I am not surprised my sister got you into this, Kaylie. She is rather playful and open, so much more than anyone else. I think it’s a good thing, though. Being open. We just need to be careful, not everyone understands Abby, or me and Izzy for that matter.” Alex had begun to suspect that his words had more power directly after a fresh dose, so he was casually reinforcing honesty, casual openness, and the need to be discrete. More so for Kaylie’s benefit, but he wanted to underscore the need.