You just put your lips right there, straight on the bottle I’m drinking from. Ooh, that’d be an ‘indirect kiss!’Another fit of unseemly giggle...s slipped out before she could stop them. Fuck. Wait a minute. I’m just pretending to be tipsy… right? Fuck. Fuuuuck.“I’m just… you know, I’m holding a lot in. All the time. So the idea of drinking scares the hell outta me. Letting my control loosen up any, letting anything slip out… that’d be, uh, bad. My inhibitions, my, uh, my pretending that I’m okay. She was carrying an overnight bag, hopefully with enough for the next two nights."I assumed I would only need day time clothes as I wasn't planning on going out for the next two nights and don't intend wearing anything in your RV unless you object to the sight of my naked body" she told him."In the interests of saving you carrying extra clothes, I'll try not to be too offended by your nudity" Dave said, continuing "and I've got plenty of food and drink in the RV, so that we don't have to go out. That wasn't right, was it? What wasgoing on? Her head hurt if she tried to think too much.At home she was greeted by her spouse and daughter. A strange black manwas being jacked off by his daughter while his spouse pumped his cockin his daughter's ass. Sam was smiling and called Carly over to meether "boyfriend", Alex.Alex's purple 12-inch cock stood up from a bush of pubic hair. "Comeon, mama. You know you want some. Gimme those plump lips."Carly meekly dropped to her knees and began to suck. He had heard that in a lot of cases, the dominant/submissive roles in a relationship were reversed in the bedroom. Maybe that was the case here. Most of the time Autumn was the submissive one, but when she made love with Cammy...Made love with Cammy. That mental image returned. He could clearly imagine the two girls lying there in the hut, touching each other's bodies, exploring, fondling, groping...He shivered again. That thought was having its effect on him physically. It wouldn't do to.