”I had him lay back on the exam table. Then had him pull his legs up with his feet flat on the table. This was not the usual position for a prostate...exam but I had other ideas. I put a rubber glove on my right hand and coated my index finger liberally with lubricant. I also smeared some on his anus. With my bare hand I reached up and grasped his still steel hard erection and inserted my lubed finger in his anus. I massaged his prostate gland and watched as some watery semen started to drip from. It didn’t look as big as what Luis had been holding in his hand, but it was big enough. The twink was a smaller guy and looked to be about my height. So I’m a twink, I remember thinking to myself at that moment. But there was a difference between the twink and me. He looked like a guy. His cock was above average, and he had broad shoulders; he had a guy’s body.I, on the other hand, had allowed my hair to grow over that summer. I had convinced myself that girls like guys with long hair. In all. Then she spread the straw mat (chatai) and took off her already open blouse. Next she quickly took off her saree. She took off her panties and lay down on the chatai close to the bed so that she could keep her feet on the bed so they are raised in the air.Spreading her legs, she touched her pussy lips (labia) with her finger. Her juices already flowing inside slowly seeped out on her finger and she promptly rubbed it back on her mound. She rubbed her pussy lips and pinched them between her. Each one of you has had your own unique experience of this. When you talk with others, your individual outlook becomes blended with another's. One would hope not, but there is a small possibility that a few of you could be called to testify in court. If that were to happen, the clearer you are on your own personal understanding, the better."I felt a squeeze on my hand. I knew that Jessica knew, just as I did, that if there was someone outside of the agents needing to be in court; it would be.