Finally she got off Hank. Diane knelt next to her daughter, caressing Pepper's slim, golden tanned thigh. "Okay darling? Pepper, are you all right?"
Pepper opened her eyes and smiled up at her mother. "Ooooh, golly!" she murmured. "That was… fantastic, Mother!"
Diane laughed. "You're a mess, baby. Go take a shower."
Pepper got to her feet, still shaky, but becoming stronger. Diane and Hank watched the pretty girl leave the room, watching her enticing little ass.
"Isn't she beautiful?" Diane asked as he pulled on his trunks. "Isn't Pepper just about the sweetest little thing you've ever saw, Hank?"
"That she is," he replied. "And she's certainly a hot one – like her mother."
Diane chuckled. "So it seems."
CHAPTER THREE
"How about eating out tonight?" Diane asked Pepper. "I don't feel like cooking."
"Fine with me, Mother."
It was almost seven in the evening, and Hank had been gone for hours. Pepper and her mother had talked like two very close friends. When Pepper told how she had to force the boy to fuck her under the pier, how he had bragged about his knowledge and the girls he had fucked, Diane laughed.
"You aren't suppose to force them, honey," she said. "If they don't want to fuck, leave them alone. They aren't worth it."
"I know what you mean," Pepper giggled. "Like Hank, huh? Golly, he sure does have a big cock!"
"It only looks big to you." Diane laughed. "But it is a nice size, all right."
"Can he fuck me, Mother?" Pepper asked with huge eyes. "Can he?"
"We'll see, darling. He's here only for a few days. But there's plenty more just like him on the beach every day. There's a beach full of ready, hard cocks!"
"I like living here," Pepper laughed.