It was at least 95 when we left in the morning and there was absolutely no wind. My sister wore a soft white peasant skirt and a blue tube top. Her ...boobs were pretty well developed for her age and she got plenty of looks as she walked around. We both got stared at quite often that day as my boobs are average but very firm and were very prominent in my yellow halter top. My legs were stunning that day if I must say beneath my short denim skirt. Neither of us wore a bra that day as it was. Breast quickly grew out to a size 38C. Next came his face. Hischeekbones became higher, his nose shrank and got pert, hiseyebrows became pencil thin, his lips grew pouty, fuller andplump, and his face became round and feminine, while his jawnarrowed. Suddenly his hair, which was brown but now brightblonde, lengthened, grew over the ears, passed his neck, spilleddown past his shoulders, and all the way down to the small of hisback.Then his jeans started to change. The pants fused together, went. The two girls embraced, Kelly holding the other girl tight as Goldie concentrated on the tremors that built inside their bodies. Goldie slammed her body on to Bud's, trapping his cock inside her convulsing love tunnel. Her back arched and she screamed as she surfed across the waves of pleasure that crashed through her.Kelly helped her lay down on Bud's chest, petting and stroking the other girl's back as Goldie caught her breath. Kelly's caresses moved down Goldie's back, softly kneading her. I like sharing her, but I don’t like being embarrassed. But I’m the forgiving type, and all was shortly forgotten. Later that day, we were fucking each other and talking dirty. As usual, the talk turned to my wife being tag teamed. I’m not sure why, but all of a sudden my embarrassment turned into me being hugely turned on by catching her rubbing a random dude’s dick through his pants. When I mentioned this, my wife apologized again, but I wasn’t in the mood for apologies: I was fucking horny!.