"Probably I had a ringer off," I answered with resentment. I checked myphone. No, I hadn't. I saw several missed calls from my father. "Well, Islept h...eavily. It was a hard day..." In elementary school? Please," he snorted. What a jerk. "Call dad." Heturned around, but I called:"Does mom know?" About what?" That I passed out today." Of course she doesn't. Don't be stupid. Call dad. Did you do anythinguseful today, sis?" Fuck off, asshole," I snarled. He snorted again and left.I called my father.. Everyone was up and about, quietly milling around the house before making their way into the kitchen. Summer stood at the counter, absolutely radiant. The sun was shining through our bay window, highlighting the golden reds and browns of her lustrous auburn hair and the happy sparkle in her dazzling eyes.Going to her tiptoes, she greeted each of us with a warm hug and a kiss. "Merry Christmas," she purred, and with every welcoming hug our forearms encircling her waist would manage to pull her. And she did. Both girls lay wall to wall and stroked themselves for all they were worth.Soon Stella couldn't hold back and exploded in a shattering orgasm. Her love juices ran down her fingers, her hand and inner thighs. The feeling of this made her even more aroused and she continued stroking herself until she came a second time. Hearing all that Prisca climaxed as well. She was panting heavily as she came. When she realized that Stella went for a second time Prisca also started all over. It. I sat up and squinted at the sky and estimated about 2 hours had passed. I stood up and walked back to the water to cool off. As I neared the waterline, I noticed someone in the water trying to wax his board. As I got closer I saw that it was Danny, someone who lives the beach and I had known for a few years. His board was a dark red twin fin and he was having trouble getting the wax to stick in the heat. ‘Danny’ I said and I closed in him. ‘What the hell are you doing trying to wax the board.