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We stumbled away from the 4th of indian July celebration about a quarter after 10 that night. Most of the partiers had left to find a way back to their homes, there was a flotilla of golf carts running around the neighborhood. The party was at the community center, the hub of the golf community, many of our friends, neighbors and acquaintances were there. I had been hitting on Jenny Watson but she was being watched too closely by her mother so my hopes of getting laid on the holiday faded quickly under the stern gaze of the Hardcore woman. My parents gathered up my older sister and me for the walk home. Even at the tender ages of nineteen and seventeen we were drunk on mixed drinks and beer. When we left the party I snatched two bottles of brew for me and Wendy to sip on as we walked. Mom and dad were steadier than my sister and me but they didn’t seem concerned that Wendy and I were falling behind on the walk home. Wendy was wobbling, I was staggering, so by mutual agreement we put our arms around each other to remain upright and moving. It didn’t take but a minute or two until our parents were out of sight. My sister Babes started complaining “Roger left too early, he was in a hurry to go home because he thought he was gonna puke or something. I wanted him to stay longer but he didn’t.” “Why did you want him to stay if he was sick?” “He was drinking too much but I tried to stop him and get him outside.” “Outside for fresh air?” Wendy giggled, “Fresh air? No, fresh with each other.” “Huh, what do you mean?” It wasn’t my butt that I wanted them to see, it was my pussy and tits. 'Cuz I really did. Besides, maybe it’s something I should learn how to do. When his fingers felt the warm moist inner glands of her cunt, Ajay came in his pants. “Y-yeah,” Kelly uttered. “But if I stayed here with you, girl, things just couldn’t be the same.” She wrapped her leg around me, her hair cascading in a sail beneath her as she descended in an arch, her chin tilted back to gaze upturned at our father, who sat on the couch, watching us with a cigarette burning between his lax, stupefied lips. “I indian love you for that, but... Mom stood back up, with the serious face of a fighter and stripped the panties off. “So just patrol for now?” My beautiful wife sat next to me with her hand firmly on top of mine squeezing with excitement. She went quiet. She rear was a little to tender for another spanking quite yet. This was easier. We're all rubbing each other over our clothes. "What?" On the way back to drop me off he turned off onto a small dirt road that didn’t appear to be used much. She peeked through the peep hole to see a boy about Walter's age or younger. The sexual tension was electric in the room. She asked, smiling back at him. I put my hands to my side and stood there. I pushed the down button on the elevator. As Karen tries to get to the ring the two girls bodies are mashed together, her crutch rubs Sonia’s thigh as she stretches on one set of toes, her tits on her tits. And I know you’ve never had a serious relationship before. Candy laughed and said with a wink that it could be arranged if she wanted or maybe they had met in a previous life. Do you want to tell me why I have to tie you?” He asked his plaything. We noted the publicity of your recent financial windfall, by-the-way we are somewhat disappointed that none of that was invested with us, but I digress; and we Hardcore have an investment opportunity for you to take note of. She smiled saying “that should hold you for a bit, get Babes dressed”.