Lisa Douglas

He watched their hell- raising antics, the enticing young chicks constantly pulling and tugging at their tiny bikinis, the fellows paying no attention. Maybe he was more highly sexed, he thought as he went through the motion of lighting a cigarette, confident that his smile was more handsome than lecherous… And then, she made her appearance, the belle of the occasion, Miss Lisa Douglas … and wearing a black bikini that was nothing short of nothing! On a body like hers, it could be called "inciting to not!" Damn! When she turned from him he saw that about two inches of her deep young ass-crevice was on display, and any man could hardly ignore the voluptuously rounded ovals of those full teenage buttocks… unless he was looking at her stepmother! Christ knows, he'd feasted his eyes on the both of them enough the past few days, but only in wishful thinking. Right now he had no intentions of lousing up his big score with daddy, and making a pass at his women-folk could sure as hell do it. On the other hand, should either one of those dolls give him the eyes, which wasn't likely, he was damn certain he wouldn't pass it up ...»