The only problem was her younger sister, Beth. Beth was an eighth grader so she got home even earlier.Melanie and I were sitting in the living room ki...ssing, good old fashioned spit swapping kisses. She was my first real girlfriend, you know, one that lasted longer than a week. We had gotten pretty good at kissing.I was thinking about trying to touch one of her breasts, maybe accidentally with my hand, when we heard coming from the hall a sing-song voice, "I'm going to tell, I'm going to. The fact of being watched by her caused the fuck session to end way too fast.Later that afternoon as Jeannie was starting the fried chicken for supper, I told her I was going into town for beer and soda.Sherry heard me and excitedly asked, "Can I ride along? I never get to go anywhere."Jeannie looked at me and nodded her approval. I replied, "Sure, let's get going. I want to be back for the ball game at 4:30."I knew that this would be an interesting 22 mile ride to town and back. I watched her. Once they got set up the bar started to fill up with a lot of big bikers and assorted thugs, these guys did not want to hear any ballads so the boys would just have to jam out every fast song they knew. While in the middle of a song by Aerosmith the four most beautiful women just walked in, it was Christine, Donna, Colleen and Sharon. The four of them wore tight black leather skirts, spandex tube tops and spiked five inch heels. They sat at the table closest to the stage watching the boys. “Lick Dave’s ass, Tom,” demanded Anna. I looked up, not believing what I had heard and saw Tom walking towards me and kneeling down behind me. Then I felt the warm wet pleasure of his tongue on my ass. Never had I felt anything like it before. I was in heaven; a thick sweaty cock in my mouth and a warm velvety tongue exploring my asshole.I noticed Anna had got down on her knees and suck Brad’s cock. Brad’s cock was absolutely beautiful. It was long and thick, but the head was bulbous beyond.