Shelly asked me if I wanted a ‘burst’ of pictures as she shook her tits free. Okay! With my new camera I could take a short burst of pictures at t...he speed of 3 pictures per second. Mekala had done her famous back flips for me on a number of occasions while I shot a five or ten second burst. Usually one very good picture appeared out the burst. Enough to make it worth while. Besides that digital camera doesn’t cost me anything for the pictures that I don’t print out. So as I started the burst. Both of them waved and my cock stirred, Lara was wayyyyy beyond the boobs just budded person mentioned above. I would guess easily a D cup, if not more. She was slender in the waist, but not skinny either. Her hips were wide and her backside gave me wet dreams just thinking about it. As she waved her breasts swayed seductively and begged me to run up and cup them. “Damn,” I swore to myself, “I promised myself I would not fantasize about her this week.” I shut the car off and slipped on my sun. It was a king—out of forty-seven possible cards, I got the only one that could improve my hand! I now had three kings against Roy's two aces.I was mortified. What a dumb play—the kind a tourist would make, but this time, I was the one who made it. Roy was clearly puzzled. He had assumed that I would fold and was surprised when I called. It was his turn to bet. He said, "Check." Roy had to have two pair—aces and kings against my three kings. I bet $40. Clearly confused at what I held, Roy called. " Technically, that name meant that I was keeping the truce. "Jeanette loves sweet potatoes. I'd have asked for them if there were any question. Happy Jeanette, happy Bob." And are you happy?" Dad asked. That was directed to our side of the table; since Dad would never ask that question of me, Jeanette answered."I think that is a much better word, Sir."Mom laughed. "You two didn't invent parenthood, you know." We invented this parenthood," I pointed out."I'm serious," Dad said."The short answer.