Then something crazy and unexpected happened. I was outside with the neighbors. John he was a coupe years younger then me. he was a Mormon also and l...ived right across the street. Alex was one year older and lived next to me and his parents were always gone and if they were home they were down stairs smoking, drinking or watching porn so he could do whatever they did not care. Then there was Luke and Ryan they were brothers. Ryan was the oldest he was my age and Luke was two years younger. They. I decided to have some fun and see how she takes it.“That vent may have too much air coming in, the school teacher’s skirt blew up over her waist when she drove mine earlier.”“I love the wind on my legs, can I leave it wide open?”“Sure, but if it blows your skirt up just close it a little.”“I like it a lot, the way it is - wide open. I just hope it doesn’t blow my bra off,” she laughed aloud as her skirt flipped up over her knees and lay there. We weren’t out of town yet. She was still driving. Next Street Over was a neighborhood bar with a broader patronage. It was a southern Cheers where everybody knew your name. Many of its customers lived close enough to walk to the bar and stumble home. Of those present on this day John Peterson lived two blocks away in the house left to him by his parents. Judy Owens was a block away in a beautiful old townhouse that she had purchased for cash. There was always a question among the regulars as to whose cash it was but nonetheless as Otis. Slowly and with great care, the boy fitted the spongy head of his cock into the small pucker of her asshole. Nikki reached back with one hand and pulled her buttocks apart to make it easier for him to enter her. Billy slowly, gently pressed his penis into the girl’s anus, but she didn’t seem to mind his penetration and, in fact, wiggled her ass to let him know that it felt good. “How you doing, honey,” asked Inez. “Ummm good,” replied Nikki as she continued to wiggle and Billy sank.