I was rubbing my clit while he continued with, “That bikini barely covered you. I could see your boobs. I … I…”Carl swallowed, with his voice ...a croak as he tried to convey his desperation.“I love ‘em, your tits. I wanna suck ‘em … I wanna put my dick between ‘em, Mrs Banks. Can I? Can I do that?”I chuckled and took my hand from where I’d been fingering my clit, cupping the orbs Carl lusted after while saying, “You want to fuck my tits, Carl?”He nodded, lips wet, eyes glazing. “Yeah, Mrs Banks.. We debated the relative merits of which might taste best hot, or to be more accurate, which might taste the least bad while hot, before opting for a beer each. Susan took all the rest out to the creek and dropped them in, hoping the water would cool them off some. Hot beer, on a hot day, is actually not quite as bad as it sounds. Especially if you are sharing it with the runner-up to the Miss Texas Beauty Pageant! After we finished our beers, Susan said she wanted to clear herself up some. She. It was flowing out and running down to her little pucker hole. I remember her screaming at me that her asshole was not for fucking, and she acted like she meant it. I thought of that and then I decided that maybe she was wrong. If she wanted to sleep through it, so be it. I was getting hard again and I have never had any ass fucking before. I picked up her legs and placed them on my shoulders. There was my next conquest. A grey, curly hair pussy, and even some hair around her asshole. I eased. Afterall, her aunt was more of a mother figure than an aunt. Seeing that I was not ready to roll over and play dead caught Veronica unprepared. So being the formitable tactician she was, she changed strategies. "So, were you trying to prove to yourself, or to me, that you could still get in other woman's panties? Huh? Didn't it ever occur to you that I noticed you flirting with practically everything that wore a skirt? Did it ever dawn on you that maybe, just maybe, I had set you up for some of.