The driver was stowing all our luggage away, and my mother was assigning seating for all of us. She told Shirley and me to sit all the way in the back..., because we were the youngest, and probably wouldn't be as uncomfortable having to cram ourselves back in there. That way, all of the adults had their own, separate, seats to stretch out and relax on."Are we going to be mad at each other for this whole trip, Shirley?" I whispered this in her ear, as I slid in next to her. She looked at me and. ’ He did. First over the kitchen counter, which was the nearest location to the back porch—dinner at the half-way stage of preparation, the water in the sink running—both of them fully clothed. It was just before the moment of truth that Travis first remembered to ask her what her important announcement was. But it was hard—Have a pun!—with her legs dangling over the edge of the counter while her top half squirmed and responded. Besides, he had an idea what it was, and didn’t feel inspired to. It was followed a couple of seconds later by an equal amount of white sticky goo that just hung like a drip of candle wax. I quickly leant forward and licked her pussy clean, holding it in my mouth. I beckoned towards her face. Her lips joined mine and we spent a few seconds swapping the sticky cum from mouth to mouth, each of us swallowing a small amount each time until it was almost gone. With a small amount left in my mouth, I now beckoned to Carl, his lips seized upon mine and I felt his. Neither of the girls were used to being reprimanded, especially in public."You will apologize to her as soon as possible, just as publicly as you accused her. Your Mother and I will contemplate a suitable punishment for you." It will not be pleasant," Grace agreed as she walked into the room. Clearly, she had heard enough to know what was going on."I'm sorry!" Christina sobbed, shunned by everyone because of her actions. Jeff kept his arms around her, holding her."Don't tell us; tell her," he.