Her nipples were obvious from the tight t-shirt she wore. Running shorts suggested easy access down there too. That is if she was anything like her si...blings.Everyone went to the beach stand for food and drink. Bob, the older one, bought a round of beer. No one questioned Sally’s age even though it was later revealed she was seventeen.Sally conferred with the other women, “I’ve heard the stories about last year and I’m thrilled to meet the ones involved. I’ve just recently gotten laid and I want. At first I thought nothing of it but after a few minutes, I noticed his hand moved and was now on my thigh and ever so slowly moving towards my crotch.At first I was nervous as hell and not sure what to do but at the same time I realized my heart was racing and my cock was starting to swell in my jeans. So I didn't do anything, I sat there pretending not to notice and just watched the movie all the while feeling his hand creep its way up my leg. Well in what seemed like forever but in reality. I pick her up in late afternoon and bring her to dinner in the evening. I tell her to wear a t shirt no bra because she doesn't even need one anyway for those titties. And she should wear shorts. So we get to the restaurant. Everyone is looking at your white wife with a black man. They know there is no bra and that huge belly looks a fucken mess. Bet they thought she was pregnant first with a black baby but now they see she is just a fat mess. They figure she must suck and fuck a lot of black. "I was hoping..."Leanne laughed. "Just have to wait your turn," she murmured. "Looks like I get to be the center of attention for a while!"Myra surveyed Leanne's costume. The other was wearing a gaudy halter that tied, her boobs filling it admirably. And she wore a denim skirt that buttoned down the side to a point a few inches below her hip, then gaped pleasantly to reveal the tanned, firm thigh. She had obviously had the game in mind when selecting her clothes for the day.Leanne extended her.