She closed her eyes as Evan continued to work his magic; shivers of excitement and arousal making her tingle as he massaged her supple flesh. He began...at her knees and worked his way up, slowly; his fingers working her inner thighs, just below her feminine cleft. He moved to her tummy, pressing his hand firmly but gently just above her pubic bone, his hand brushing her dark thatch of trimmed pubic hair. Finally, his trained hands moved between, and then circled around, her breasts. Julia let. He had meant it teasingly, but it came out harsh and mean. They finished there meal in silence, shooting each other ugly looks now and then over their plates. Katherine finished her dinner and washed her own dishes. Then she went back upstairs to be alone. Once in her aunts room, she realized that she could never sleep here. This seemed to her to be her aunts sacred space. A space she did not feel comfortable invading. And yet there was only one other room. One room, and two people who laid. He then walked into the bedroom, I turned toward him while I still had my hard cock in my hand, and that's when he suggested that we compare them side by side. Which we did, facing one another, after pulling our trousers down to our ankles so we could really go cock to cock thus making a precise comparison. Both our cocks were about the same length, and both uncut. His had just a bit more girth than the 5" girth of mine, and the skin was slightly darker and his cockhead slighty more purplish.. “So we dreamt there. In the morning we returned to the village, spoke to Potoroo and later returned to Boobook in Kununurra. And that was when we realized that we’d experienced something strange.” She paused.“Yes,” said Sam, “Boobook told us that Potoroo and his band were no more. They had been ‘removed’ when the dam was built, when the lake was formed. ‘There are no Yardungari. They were relocated a decade ago.’ That’s what Boobook said.”“Very interesting,” Gordy said.“Amazing, I’d say,” added.