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So I got dragooned into driving my sister, three of her squealing friends and one mother-type chaperone down to the beach for a week in the sun, and then going down to fetch them the next Sunday. The early-morning trip would have been a lot easier with earplugs, but Mrs. Prentice, whose daughter Patricia was a beauty, seemed to be used to the clamor. I found their little cottage and they piled out squealing while I unloaded their stuff and was ready to head back home when the over-weight chaperone tripped on the back steps, fell awkwardly, broke her ankle and might have fractured her hip as well as her wrist. The ambulance came quickly and they hauled her off and an hour later she had been helicoptered back home for treatment. I was told to stay and chaperone and be cooperative. I got a cheap air escort mattress, some plastic screening, borrowed one of the mother’s blankets and decided to sleep in the back of the big SUV. The girls, including Patricia, headed for the beach and I bought some cheap trunks and followed, giving my eyes and brain a vacation meal of very young, barely ripe and almost bare female flesh. This year’s bikinis are even smaller than last year’s and sit even lower on slim hips, and the red tank suit one of the kids wore, a la Baywatch, was highly stimulating since it appeared to be painted on and displayed her bulging sex-lips wonderfully as well as her hard, little nipples and her ass crack. If I hadn’t stuffed my cock in the suit’s jockstrap, I would have had a lot of trouble hiding my u-shaped bayan escort boner. My balls were very unhappy. In mid-afternoon, Patricia and I went back for drinks and snacks and after we rinsed off our feet in the outdoor shower and went inside, she collapsed in my arms and our mouths devoured each other. Then she peeled herself off me and called home to check on her mother while she shrugged off her day-glo yellow string bikini, and I freed my raging cock, hugged her from behind with my hands full of her luscious young breasts and impaled her as soon as she disconnected, right to the hilt, to the very swollen balls. She arched and squalled and then leaned against the wall as we rutted like dogs and I blew my wad in her and kept humping. She made a series of very odd noises; escort bayan I just grunted. Once we were spent, we got up off the floor, smiled at each other, dressed and hurried back to the big umbrella with sodas and chips. An hour or so later the Tucker twins decided they had had enough for the first day and invited me to come back and guard the place while they showered and got dressed. I thought it was silly and unnecessary, but as we hiked back, one of them, Miller I think it was but it might have been Morgan, asked me if Pat and I had a good time together. She smiled and licked her lips. “Bet we’re harder to satisfy,” she said as she pulled me into the small shower-shed with her twin and proceed to pull off my trunks, stroke my cock and watch her sister kneel to suck in into her mouth while we were all under the cold shower. I really can’t recall all of that happened in the next half hour but it involved a lot of flesh smacking and grunting and humping and sucking and mauling as well as some ejaculating and very wet vaginas.