“I've thought about it, but isn't it supposed to be painful?” I whispered back.“Not now,” she replied, “we don't have any Vaseline or oil, b...ut I've talked to girls who said they liked it.” she wiggled her ass against my prick, lifting a leg to let it slide along her pussy lips. She worked her ass, not trying to fuck again, but just for a little pleasure. I toyed with her breasts, watching Becky until she collapsed on Peter's chest. A while later we dressed, packed up the car, dowsed the fire. ” She stated matter of factly. “Yea, I like eggs benedict.” She laughed.“You cheated.” I stated. “You grabbed my belt.”“You could have grabbed mine.” She protested. “Oh yea.” She corrected. “I’m not wearing one.” She laughed again.“Ok, eggs benedict.” I conceded. “Now lets get going. The lake, and piece and quiet await.” We both got into the truck, and headed out to the lake.The drive took almost three hours. We stopped about midway for dinner and then about six thirty, we arrived. The cabin. .. well, you can worry about that later." I skipped back to the couch, took another look around the room, total overkill worrying about being observed, and then I stripped myself naked and then put my sundress back on. Without the bra and panties, the cotton dress felt like a soft nightgown, and I was feeling sexy, and Biscuit was bounding all around me. I jumped back on the couch, same position as before, spread my legs and lifted my sundress so high I exposed my breasts. And then I. Bandit was over here and her little girl dog wanted to be over here with Bandit so bad.“Hi, I’m Owen Kelley and the little dynamo is Bandit,” I said as I looked up at her. She was standing real close to where I was sitting and I looked up her long legs to see her tiny panties where her loose shorts were open.This had to be the smallest triangular pussy patch ever, there’s no way they make panties this small.“Hi Owen, I’m Jo Anne Carter and this little girl is JoJo. I think she likes Bandit and.