"I'm not much of a drinker," Karen replied, sitting in a lawn chair Stan provided. "A beer would be fine."

She watched as Susan entered the motor home, seeing the woman was indeed very attractive. She didn't look old enough to have two children. She turned and looked at Stan, and found he was boldly looking her over. She shivered beneath his gaze, and actually trembled as she saw his eyes rake over her long thighs and thrusting tits. There was interest in his eyes, she noted. And, surprisingly, Karen found herself attracted to the man.

Not sexually, but attracted just the same. She knew that if her sexual preferences were for adult men, he would be a fine choice. Susan returned with a cold beer for her and then sat in her chair. Karen found herself being examined by the lovely woman, and again she shivered. There was some strange tension surrounding her and this group, something she could not define. It was a sexual tension, she felt, a warm feeling of exciting sex. Some people radiated sexual sparks, she knew, but this was the first time she felt it with an entire family.

Now that she was with them, she saw that the little girl, Pamie, was not naked as it had appeared, but that she was wearing a very tiny bikini of flesh-colored material. The girl was a beauty. A year younger than her brother, Devon, she had impish eyes and sparkling white teeth. Her body was slender, with extraordinary long legs. She had very small tits, not yet fully grown, and her little ass was her most attractive feature. It was molded beautifully to the skimpy bikini bottom, with those enticing little cheeks exposed by the way the bikini bottom pulled into the crack of her ass. Also, Karen noted, her little cunt seemed to bulge against the tightness of the suit. Pamie had blonde hair, like her mother, worn now in twin pony tails. Pamie was pure sweetness, and Karen was drawn to her immediately.

Despite the inocence of Pamie's tender age, there was an exciting sexual aspect about her, just as there was about every member of this family.