Redneck Life

Carrie arrived after work, changing into a tank top and shorts. She tried to get Red to do dishes.

"Where is Mommy?" Carrie asked, cocking her head. Red pointed to the roof of the dilapidated mobile home. She got out a wine cooler, climbing the ladder.

Tammy had her lounger out there. She had on a tank top, but no bottoms. Her hairy pussy and ass were plainly visible. She was smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer.

"C'mon, take off you drawers. Ain't no one seeing us up here, air out your cooch!" Tammy said. Carrie blushed.

"Won't people see us up here?" Carrie asked the bulldyke.

"Naw, ain't no one above us. C'mon, panties off," she repeated. Carrie took off her shorts and thong. "There. That's my lipstick lesbo."

Carrie lay out and smoke a cigarette by Tammy for a bit. The breeze did feel good on her sex.

"Are you embarrassed by me, sugar?" Tammy asked.

"No, not at all," Carrie said quickly.

"Then why don't you take me out?"

"Ummm ..." Tammy frowned.

"Eat my pussy. Out here. Then we're going to the gay bar, so everyone knows we're a couple."