”“Ok then, I will trust you and don’t do anything to break that trust.” Beth was straight faced when she told her that, wanting her to know th...at she was serious. “Oh, I didn’t ask Kathy if she was ok with this.”“Well ... I don’t know Beth. She can be rambunctious you know.”“MOM! You know I’m not like that.”“Ok just as Beth said.”The girls thanked Beth and Kathy and went back to their room. In their room, “Hey why don’t we wear our suits just in case we want to check out a certain float?”They. Veronica was Louise’s BFF and she was first and foremost a Ballerina.Her tutu covered ass was about as sexy as Marilyn Monroe standing over a subway vent without any undies. In fact Marilyn’s cheeks were a bit chubby in comparison to Veronica’s heart-shaped curves. I had explored Veronica’s assets to the fullest extent possible just short of burying my business inside her brown eye with the intent to tickle her tummy on the inside from the bottom.Veronica liked it when I took liberties with her. She smiled wickedly. She brought her fingers up to her nipples and began to circle them. “These are my areolas,” she said, imitating what she had done to tease him last week. “These are my breasts,” she said, breathing a bit more heavily, as she cupped and groped her growing titties. “These are my nipples,” she said, and then pulled down her dress and tugged on her nipples. They hardened immediately. She left her titties hanging out of her dress and said, “There, are you happy now?”Theo. I could hear my whimpering and him slamming against my ass echoing throughout the courtyard. Then a light come on across from us and a man opened his blinds. What a sight we must have been! A man twice my weight and at least twenty years my senior was fucking the hell out of me as my tits flew back and forth and nipples brushed the railing. I didn’t care what the man saw. It felt so good and I was officially a slut wife. The next thing I knew the salesman pulled out, spun me around and pushed.