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 OPENING KAREN

   Part 3

   I woke during the night, each time a bed warm body curling around mine.
Front or back I was being loved in my sleep.  Dawn came to accompany me,
letting me see my bedmates.  Gail turned toward me.  Her breasts on my
back. She curled her knees under me, The little shield of her pubic hair
tickles me, her arm crosses me, slides down from my throat to my crotch,
cupping my sex, keeping me warm.  I cannot remember being loved so much.

   Uncle Paul, facing me, opened his eyes.  Looked at me then licked my
nose, making me giggle.  He smiled.  I leaned forward a little, mouth
slightly open and kissed him.  While his whiskers scraped my face, his
tongue entered my mouth playing with mine.  His morning breath and rough
whiskers couldn't put me off trying to please him.  He explored my mouth
gently, nibbling and licking my lips, chin cheeks, tongue again.  Daringly
I pushed into his mouth, tasted his tongue, felt his teeth sharp and hard,
needing cleaning.  So did mine.  He cupped my face in his hand.

   "Can we do it again?" I asked quietly.  He smiled "Whenever you want to
my Precious, whenever you want to." A sound behind me, Gail waking.  She
lifted herself on an arm, looking at Uncle Paul and me.  "Morning Darling"
my uncle greeted her.  She peered at him through tousled hair.  "Hummmp"
Gail was not a morning person, she lay down again.  Snuggling up to my back
again, so warm and comfortable.  I too slept again.  We didn't stir as Paul
got up with Rae, made and ate breakfast and went to the campsite's play
area, swings and sandpits called.

   I woke again.  Lying on my back, looking up at the ceiling.  Gail had
woken before me.  My head resting on her arm.  She turned onto her side,
toward me.  "Hi Precious, how are you feeling?" "Ummmm" I stretched, arms
above my head.  "Hello Gail, Ohh I feel sooooo good." She smiled.  Then to
my surprise she too kissed me.  Her skin so soft against mine, her tongue
butterfly soft in my mouth.  Her hair dropping onto my face, brushing
against me, tickling in the most sensual way.  So different from the way
her husband kissed.  Paul kissed ME, Gail and I kissed each other,
together. Paul came through from the kitchen carrying three cups of tea. 
"Rae's with the camp kids club until 12 so we've a couple of hours of
peace"

   "Join us Darling" Gail said then lowered her mouth to my breast.  The
heat of her mouth burned my nipple as she sucked and nibbled on my budding
chest.  I watched Uncle Paul as he undressed, revealing his hard body to
me. Finally his erect cock sprung out from his underpants.  Gail travelled
down my chest.  Her tongue dipped into my navel, round and round, sucking
and biting.  Fires started in my groin.  Paul took a foot in each hand,
massaging them, dipping his mouth to suck on my big toe.  How could such a
simple thing cause such sensations to run up my legs directly to my
virgina, firing my cunt into wetness.  The other foot received the same
treatment.  My legs were being reduced to wet string, Paul's attention to
my toe's, Gail's tongue now sliding over my slit driving me, lifting,
heating me.  My skin burning with my desire.  Paul, hands on my knees,
parted my legs, wide.  Opening me for Gail.  She parted my lips and her
tongue pressed into me, so hard, so hot.  She found my clitoris now poking
out from it's protective hood, hard hot waiting for her.  Her lips fastened
to it, sucked it, bit it, drew it into her mouth.  I thrust my cunt into
her face trying to push more of myself into her hot mouth.  I felt Paul's
weight on the bed between my legs.  Gail moved aside, Paul taking her
place. I watched as Gail guided his cock into me.  I welcomed him into my
arms, into my legs, into my cunt, into my mouth.  I wrapped myself around
him, trying to make us one body, pressing my face against his chest,
driving myself into him.  Paul raised himself to gain greater penetration,
I hung from him, swung from him, my slight frame nothing compared to his
passion.  He used my weight against me starting a rhythmic swing that drove
me further and further onto his rigid cock.  I took his nipple into my
mouth sucked, bit, sucked again.  He gasped, his cock grew, widened,
lengthened, and hitting my cervix for the first time.  I grunted with the
pain, he thrust again, pain turned to pleasure driving me toward my climax.
We dropped to the bed.  Hands gripped mine, pulling my arms above my head,
pinning me.  Faster he thrust, faster harder hotter.  Our sweat mingled,
our panting breath mixed, re-breathed tasting him in the air, smelling his
ardour, hearing his heart beating against my ear, pounding into my soul. 
With a cry I came.  Fighting against the hands holding mine, my body
arched, lifting him into the air.  Coldness sweeping under me as my back
and buttocks left the mattress.  Holding his whole weight on top of me.  We
fell back down.  I inhaled a huge breath, after holding my breath for so
long my body crying for oxygen, spots before my eyes.  I gasped, again,
again.  Paul withdrew, I looked down at him wanting his seed in me.  As he
grasped his cock in hand he came, shooting his cum over my body, droplets
hit my face, neck, breasts, stomach.  Another spurt on my breasts, stomach,
pooling in my navel.  Gail released my hands and crawled down my body. 
Pausing to lower a nipple to my lips.  Using her hands to spread the
cooling cum over my body as I sucked on her breast.  She slid down lower,
sucking and licking on me.  Drinking the come pooled in my navel.  Lower,
head down between my legs, at my now gaping cunt.  Sucking Paul's taste
from my hole and pressing our bodies together, rubbing the sticky white
cream into our skin.  She positioned her cunt above my face legs wide
spread, I knew she wanted me to do for her what she had done, and was now
doing again, for me.  I lifted my head and extended my tongue, pressing it
into her.  She was wet, open, waiting, wanting.  I pressed my lips over her
slit and used my tongue on her.  Dipping into her hole, licking her clit.
Feeling her jump as I tongue the hard bud.  I transferred my attention to
her clit sucking biting pulling teasing.  She tensed gripped my head with
her thighs and a flood of her juices filled my mouth.  I swallowed the
salty, musty, woman come.  Then another assault on my clit.  I came again,
felt Gail sucking, licking and swallowing my own juices.

   We relaxed.  I rested my head, my neck sore, unaccustomed to being in
that position.  I lay looking between Gail's parted legs examining her sex.
I could feel her breath on mine, as she too lay relaxing and looking.  A
few minutes passed then Gail lifted off me.  Our skins stuck together with
Paul's dried cum.  We lay as Paul kissed us both and went to start the
shower running.  I went for my shower first.  Paul washed me completely,
from hair to toes and every fold of skin in between.  I KNEW I was clean
when he finished.  This treatment cost a kiss.  I wrapped my arms around
his neck and pressed my naked wet body against his.  I tried to kiss him as
he kissed me.  Taking charge, pressing forward with tongue and crotch.  I
started the kiss but he took over and finished it.  He had far more
experience than I, and I loved him for it.  Gail took her turn and was also
washed as I dried myself.  She too, held her arms high while he washed her
breasts and chest, lifted a leg onto his shoulder as he washed her cunt. 
She too paid with a deep kiss naked and wet.  Paul shooed us out of the
bathroom while he showered.  He said he wanted some peace.  I think that he
had been keeping an eye on the time and didn't want us to be late for Rae
leaving the play club.  In the kitchen I found my panties, shorts and tee
shirt.  Ironed and ready for me.  I dressed then told Gail I was going to
get Rae.  Before I could get out of the door Paul stopped me, Lifted my tee
shirt baring my chest.  He put his lips to each nipple and sucked.  They
responded hardening and growing.  Paul smiled, and lowered my tee shirt. 
My nipples prominent through the thin cloth.  I started to run toward the
play club, stumbling, nearly falling as I felt the flashes from my nipples
as the cloth rubbed the hardened tips, keeping them excited.  I ran again
exulting in these feelings.  As I met Rae I noticed that the play club girl
looked at me strangely, staring at my chest with a smile on her lips.  This
too excited me, knowing that she KNEW I was sexually excited.  I took Rae
back to the caravan, a wetness growing between my legs.

   That afternoon we returned to Studland beach.  The sun warmed us as we
played.  I spread sun cream on to Uncle Paul, taking the opportunity to
examine a his body.  His strong back fascinated me, but his cock and
testicles made me excited, hot, wet.  He lay legs slightly parted while I
massaged the cream into his sex.  Gail also asked for sun cream.  Her skin
so much different from her husband's, softer more yielding, gentler, just
as she was.  On both I found their body hair fascinating.  The fine down on
Gail's arms and legs, the harsher pubic triangles.  Uncle Paul's chest
hair, dark and curly, arms and legs the hair there softer but manly. 
Finally I called Rae over and applied sun cream to her.  Baby soft,
wriggling and giggling.  Button nosed and pert bottom.  Tiny vulva and
labia so sweet, good enough to eat.  I lay down before these thoughts could
progress any further.

   I slept for a while.  Paul and Gail setting out our lunch.  I joined
them, sitting cross legged by the table cloth.  Rae squirmed into my lap,
wanting her mum's lap but mine would do.  She lay her head against my
chest, I didn't have the padding there that she was used to.  We ate slowly
enjoying the family, talking, joking, making sensual comments, suggestions,
requests.  Nothing forbidden, nothing refused.  Rae, fed now, lay back into
me seeking warmth and comfort.  Her head turned, mouth seeking a nipple,
finding mine.  Her sucking came as a shock to me.  She drew so much into
her mouth, trapping the teat between her tongue and the roof of her mouth.
Painful yet so sensual, exciting.  "Gail, Gail she's trying to feed from
me" I said.  Both looked at their daughter's mouth working on my breast. 
"Don't worry my Precious, It isn't hurting is it?" "Well a little, but . .
." "But what Precious?" "It feels good as well.  She's getting me excited."
"Excited?" "Yes - excited, randy." "OOHHHH, That's OK, I ALWAYS got randy
when I was feeding her" Rae still suckled.  "Don't try to pull her off,
that will hurt." Gail eased her little finger in between Rae's mouth and my
breast, lifted and broke the vacuum that held the child onto my breast. 
Rae smacked her lips a couple of times then slept in my arms.  "Do you want
me to take her?" "It's alright Gail, she's sleeping now, I'll be fine."
They sat back I rubbed my used teat, "My nipples are getting a workout this
week" I said.  I couldn't believe how forward and daring I had just been,
what would they think of me.  Nothing but an ungrateful brat I shouldn't
wonder.  "Would you like us to stop?" Gail asked with a smile.  "OH NO oh
please NO I didn't mean . . .  I'm sorry, I shouldn't have . . ." By now I
was babbling, crying.  Gail took Rae from me and gave her to Paul, he
started walking along the beach.  Gail held me tight, my tears running down
her breasts.  I calmed.  "What's wrong my Precious?" How do you explain the
change in life styles, stress levels.  My mum had a hard life, with little
money.  She was strict.  I tried to explain.  I think my words said more
than I realised.  Gail knew what her sister was like, was capable of.  She
comforted me and we talked.  She finally convinced me that I haven't done
anything wrong.  I could make jokes with them, was supposed to make jokes
with them.  And make a noise, be untidy, be late back, miss a shower, use
make up, use too much make up, listen to pop music - loud, drop crockery,
tear papers & clothes, look at boys, go out with boys, KISS boys (or girls
if I was that way inclined).  In short I was supposed to be an 11-year-old
girl, not a 35-year-old widow in morning.  She gave me strict instructions
to do whatever I wanted to do, whenever I wanted to do it.  She put £40:00
into my short's pocket.  I now had money to spend as I wished.  She didn't
even want it back.  It was mine.  I knew what I wanted.  But didn't know
how to go about getting them.  Paul came back, sat down as though nothing
had happened.  He had found an Ice-cream van and brought us one each.  Rae
was already eating hers.  Paul gave us ours.  Paul ate his with a spoon. 
Then he started to flick ice cream at me.  The first blob struck my
shoulder, cold and surprising, "Heh!" I exclaimed.  "What?" mister
innocence replied.  "You threw ice cream at me." "Meeee, Would I." I glared
at him.  Rae giggled.  Gail maintained her poise.  Splat!  This time right
on my left tit!  "Gail could I use a spoon to eat my ice cream with please"
I asked, treating him with the contempt he so obviously deserved.  Gail
passed me a teaspoon "There you are Precious." "Thank you." I too ate with
a spoon.  Splot!  "Aaaahhhh!!!" he got me right between my legs.  Rae was
laughing openly now, Gail was having trouble maintaining a straight face.
Only mister innocence denied that any thing had happened.  Taking his lead.
I waited until Paul's attention was diverted then flicked a glob of ice
cream at him.  It hit his forehead and started to dribble down his nose. 
He affected not to notice.  Again I flicked, this time a larger glob. 
Bulls eye!  Or rather Paul's cock.  Open warfare was now declared.  We both
openly flicked ice cream at each other, covering ourselves in the sticky
goo.  Gail still maintained her poise, a lady at the seaside, while Paul
and I rolled on the sand daubing each other everywhere.  Sand sticking to
our whole bodies.  Finally we had no more ice cream to fight with.  We were
both covered in sticky sand and were laughing out loud.  Gail looked at us
disapprovingly, winked when I looked at her, then suggested that we might
wish to wash all that sand and ice cream (ice cream indeed!) off. 
Incidentally she was also wondering when her husband was going to grow up?

   Paul growled at me, picked me up and ran toward the sea, I lay in his
arms screaming, delight and terror, a breathless rush of fun.  Running
straight into the water he dived with me still in his arms, clutching his
neck.  I clung onto him as he swam under the waves.  My legs laying
alongside his, his arms giving powerful strokes to drive us both forward. I
was thrilled with the rush of water along my body.  We broke surface. 
"Want to do that again?" Gleefully I nodded.  He counted as we breathed
together "3, 2, 1 - In HOLD".  Again I was dragged under the water.  Deeper
and deeper.  My body lay against his feeling the muscles flow as he swam,
effortlessly carrying me with him.  The sand between our bodies was
scraping against our skins, exciting me.  His cock hardened between our
bellies.  His legs scissoring between mine, pressing against my vulva. 
Again we surfaced.  I was raised up by the water, no longer being dragged
by him but floating with him.  I felt his cock nudge against my entrance.
"Fuck me" I asked.  Opening my legs wide to accept him.  A thrust and he
entered me.  The water had washed off most of our lubricating fluid and I
felt a little pain, but I was too far into sex to take notice of these
minor inconveniences.  He thrust again, again.  "Ready" he said, "3, 2, 1 -
In HOLD".  He dove again I was carried along impaled on his cock. 
Revelling in the power of this man.  As he swam, I felt rapid hard thrusts
inside me, driving me forward, driving me crazy with the pressure on my
clitoris.  My lungs were burning with the need to breath, when I came. 
Crying out into the water, into the air.  Surfacing again.  Sobbing onto
Paul's shoulder.  He waited.  One more time he dived.  I lay against him
washed with mini orgasms, my tender clit being pummelled, tormented.  A
blast of heat exploded into me, filling me, as he came.  Our stiff bodies
gliding through the water, satisfied.  This time when we surfaced, Paul lay
on his back, lifting me out of the water, and swam back to the beach.  He
withdrew before we got back to my wading depth.  We kissed and parted. 
Holding hands we walked back to Gail.

   Before we got there we heard voices.  Another family had joined Gail and
Rae.  Paul knew them and introduced me.  (I felt a little self-conscious
meeting these new people while I was naked.  The fact that we were all nude
didn't seem to help.) Samantha (Sam) and Jerry with Sarah (VERY pregnant)
and James.  As Sarah was about my age we started to talk together.  She
looked over to Paul.  "He's a dish isn't he.  What's he like?" "Like?" I
didn't know what she meant.  "You know, what's he like to fuck?" I coloured
embarrassed by such a personal question.  She shouldn't even be thinking
that Paul and I had sex together.  "I don't know" I said quite primly.  She
looked around and seeing that no-one was looking reached between my legs,
scooped something from my labia, and held it for me to see.  It was Paul's
semen.  She smiled and liked it off her fingers.  "Ummm, as good as ever"
she said.  "Now what's he like to fuck".  We delved into giggling girl
talk. She told me that her father, Jerry, was the father of her child.  She
had been sleeping with her parents for nearly 18 months now.  Sam and Jerry
had always wanted three children and when Sam gave birth to James,
complications meant that she had to have a hysterectomy.  When Sarah found
out about their desire for a third child, she offered to have it for them.
After all, she wouldn't really be losing her baby, she would be gaining a
sister and a pair of lovers.  We talked for seemingly ages, before they had
to leave.  I felt the baby move and tried to hear its heartbeat, but
couldn't We made our goodbyes, as Sarah kissed me her hand slid between my
legs again, scooped another load of semen (this time from within me) and
swallowed it down.  "I love this stuff" she said.

   Shortly afterward we left the beach.  Gail kept looking at me
expectantly.  My mind was on Sarah and her baby, she seemed so happy.  The
colour drained from my face.  "I wondered when you were going to think
about babies," Gail said.  "Oh Gail" I said, "I haven't taken and
protection or any thing.  I could be pregnant couldn't I" I thought of what
my mother would say - I couldn't contemplate what would happen.  I would be
thrown out at least.  She had told me that so often.  "You get pregnant,
don't bother coming home" she'd say "You'll be out of the door with only
the clothes on your back".  Gail's arm came around my shoulders.  "You
don't think we would chance something like that do you?" she asked.  "Paul
had a vasectomy years ago.  He's quite safe and so are you." I relaxed
again.  Though it took some time for my heart to calm.

   Making tea was fun.  Entering the caravan Gail had stripped and started
to prepare a salad.  Uncle Paul had a quick shower, I showered while he
dried himself.  Paul took over the food while Gail showered.  Rae was left
playing.  She would be showered just before bed.  3 year olds are dirt
magnets.  I joined my uncle and helped him layout the table and the butter
some bread.  Like yesterday hands floated over bodies at random and
whenever convenient.  I too joined in fully in this entertainment.  Freely
feeling Gail's breasts and virgina followed by Paul's cock and arse.  I too
felt hands over me and enjoyed the sensual feelings they generated.  Eating
was a lazy fun time.  We ate slowly, talking of everything and nothing,
feeding each other and being fed.  Rae ate quickly and started to fidget
and moan.  I put her to my breast and she sucked contentedly, wanting the
comfort rather than the milk.  She slept contented.  Gail and Paul cleared
the dishes while I took Rae into the shower.  I sat with her in my lap
still sucking, and washed her.  The water running over her skin must have
triggered something because she pissed onto my lap, then followed that with
a soft shit before settling back down into my lap to rub the whole mess
into us both.  I had to carry her shit to the toilet before I could one
handedly wash us both down.  She never woke at all during this shower. 
Detaching her from my breast I dried her then laid her to sleep in her bed.
She looked like an angel ('who has just shat on me' came an unbidden
thought).

   As the evening had got chilly Paul had lit the gas fire and we lay
together in front of it, sharing the warmth and its comforting glow in the
gathering dark.  As Paul lay on his back, Gail kissing him, I layout on my
front and moved down to look closely at his cock.  Previously I had only
seen it flacid, now it was erect.  This strange organ which changed so much
and could make me feel so good fascinated me.  I grasped it close to the
base, feeling the soft skin covering the hardness within, silk and steel I
thought.  Gail's hand covered mine and slowly moved the skin up and down. I
continued the movement when she released my hand.  "Taste this" she said as
she ran her finger over the crown, spreading his pre-come.  I took her
finger in my mouth and licked her finger clean.  The musty salty taste
excited me.  Gail opened her mouth and took the crown into her mouth. 
Showing me as she licked and sucked away.  She tried to push her tongue
into the pee hole, I could feel Paul's excitement throbbing through his
veins.  "Take him into your mouth" she told me.  I moved over his cock and
lowered my mouth.  The size of his cock took me be surprise, the hardness
thrilled me.  Gail told me where to lick, when to suck.  I could feel
Paul's balls tighten against my fingers.  "He's getting close to coming
now" she warned me.  "Hold your lips just on the ridge of the crown and
stroke him a little faster." Again her hand covered my forcing me faster
and faster.  "Swallow it if you can but don't worry if it comes too fast
for you." I bobbed my head up and down, pushing my tight lips over the
sensitive ridge and back, waiting for his seed.  He came, semen shooting to
the back of my throat, I was prepared and caught the first rush, the
second, swallowing hard, more came, swallowing again then only dry thrusts
into my mouth.  I swallowed again.  I was surprised that I almost didn't
have time to taste his come.  Everything happened so quickly.  "Well done
Precious" Gail praised "well done." She kissed me, her tongue exploring my
mouth for any remaining come.

   "Now" she said "We can do it again, only as Paul's just come, we'll be
able to take our time and enjoy ourselves sucking and playing with his
cock." I looked down at him.  His cock was now a shrivelled ghost of it's
former self.  "Take it all into your mouth" Gail whispered to me.  I did. I
could easily get the whole of Paul's flaccid cock into my mouth, my nose
pressing against his belly, his pubic hairs tickling me.  "Use your mouth
as a cunt and fuck him" Gail said.  I did, slowly raising and lowering
myself onto him, my lips sealed around his shaft my tongue licking every
millimetre of him.  Gail's head dipped down next to mine and I watched her
take a testicle into her mouth, sucking on it.  I heard Paul groan and knew
that this excited him.  Releasing his cock I too sucked on his other
testicle pulling it into my mouth.  We lay cheek to cheek his balls in our
mouths, sucking on him.  Gail pointed to his cock and I saw it was
stiffening.  I quickly sank back down on his cock and started sucking,
licking, waiting.  Waiting for him to grow within me.  He did, slowly at
first then quickly.  The length of his cock forced me to raise my head on
his ever-growing pole.  I couldn't take it all in.  Gail showed that she
could though.  She bobbed her head down on him once, twice, three times
then her head sank all the way down to bury her nose into his pubic hair.
All of his cock in her mouth and throat.  I saw her throat bulge a little
and knew that she had swallowed him.  I placed my hands on her neck and
felt Paul's cock moving in and out.  "How do you do that" I asked her.  "I
pretend it's just a large piece of sausage and just swallow it down" she
answered.  I tried this but was unable to get him into my throat with out
gagging.  It would be many years before I learned that trick.  "Now my
Precious, we're going to play a little game" Gail told me.  "You're going
to suck Paul and make him come in your mouth, and I'm going to give you a
little spanking." Knowing my mothers 'little' spankings I wasn't sure that
I wanted to do this, but decided that so far I had nothing but love and
support from both Gail and Paul.  If Gail now wanted to spank me I would
let her.  It wasn't as if I'd never been spanked before, or caned, or
strapped.  Gail came round behind me and sat on my lower legs.  "Give me
your hands a moment" she said.  With Paul's cock still in my mouth I did,
stretching my hands back down my body toward her.  Gail grasped both wrists
and quickly tied them behind my back.  "No using your hands to make him
come quicker" she said "mouth only, so off you go." I lay with my head on
Paul's belly.  It was too much of a strain for me to raise my mouth
directly over his cock as I had been doing before.  So I rocked my head
using my mouth as a cunt to fuck him.  SLAP.  The first smack came as a
surprise.  It wasn't hard but it warmed my ass cheek.  I started sucking
harder and moving faster.  Paul had come at least four times today so I
knew he wasn't going to be quick.  I pushed his foreskin back with my lips
and worked on his ultra sensitive crown with my teeth.  I pushed my small
tongue into his pee hole, far further than Gail's larger tongue would go.
SLAP.  This time the other cheek.  Then I felt a hand push between my
calves.  Gail was masturbating while she smacked me.  If I could tell which
hand was between her legs, and my calves, I would know which cheek would be
slapped next.  I didn't believe that she would just alternate the slaps,
hitting each cheek one after the other.  Paul's cock grew harder as he
watched 'the game'.  This was turning him on I realised.  Perhaps I
wouldn't be hit too much after all.  SLAP.  SLAP.  Two very quickly.  I
concentrated on my calves, felt Gail's hand withdraw, then the same hand
came back again.  I was sure of that.  The back of her hand was still warm
from the last time.  I squirmed and sucked on Paul's cock trying with
everything that I knew (not very much I'm afraid) to make him come quickly.
SLAP.  I was right, the right cheek.  Gail's hand withdrew and the other
took it's place (back of the hand was cooler).  I sucked and fucked on the
cock in my mouth, then SLAP.  Again I was correct, the left cheek.  Then I
felt Paul's cock harden, thrust and spurt into my mouth.  Gail also saw
Paul's reaction to our efforts and started smacking me faster (though no
harder) I remembered what Gail had said.  "You're going to suck Paul and
make him come in your mouth..." I knew I had to keep all of Paul's semen in
my mouth.  I could swallow it but not spill it.  It was harder this time.
My restrictive position, Gail smacking me, and my inexperience all combined
to make this one of the hardest tasks I had ever done.  Still as each jet
of come shot into my mouth I sucked and swallowed.  I bucked under Gail's
smacks, my mouth jerking on his cock, which made Paul come faster, I
swallowed a little faster and soon I had done it.  I had swallowed all of
his come, without spilling a drop.  Gail rolled me over examined my lips
for signs of spillage, kissed me deeply her tongue again searching for
Paul's come in my mouth, finding none.  Then she kissed me again, gentler.
She gently parted my legs and knelt between them, then without warning she
dove onto my cunt, sucking and licking biting and pulling.  I hadn't
realised just how close to orgasm I was.  I rocketed into my climax,
flooding her mouth with my fluids and squeezing her with my thighs as I
cried my way through my orgasm.

   Going to bed we slept.  I was satisfied, if only my life was like this
holiday.  Tomorrow we would leave.  I would go home and Uncle Paul and Gail
would fly to America for 4 weeks on business.

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