. they want to . . . you know . . . feel me," she said, squirming a bit on my iap "Where?" "My . . . my boobs." "Where else?" "My behind." "Where...else?" "Between my legs," she said, whispering now, looking away from me, "Do you let them feel your boobs?" "Sometimes," she gulped. "Why?" "I . . . it . . . feels nice . . . sometimes," she said, her voice quavering a little, "Do you touch them anywhere?" "So . . . sometimes," she breathed, "Where?" "They . . . their . . . cocks," she. I knocked on the front door and stood there for several minutes, but there was no answer to my knocking. I tried the door and found it open. I called "Hello! Mary Kate, Mary Margaret!" but received no answer. I did, however, hear something coming from further in the house. It appeared to be coming from further down the hall, and I advanced in that direction.There was a parlor on either side at the front of the house with the doors open but no one was there. I continued past them and stopped at. He nods to my groin and says, "I'd forgotten you were so big," which is a reference to an event of a couple of years previous. Us two and another bloke had all taken turns fucking a girl in my flat. She was this other blokes girlfriend but he felt that they were going to break up so organised a gang bang. With the careful application of beer, wine, dope and a little speed we'd got this girl (and us) naked and all gone through her. Maybe I'll write that one up soon as its was a great evening.So. "I want to show you something."I loped along beside her for the half minute it took to get there. She hopped down and put hobbles on her horse. I did the same. She took her saddle bags and slung them over her shoulder and then started off across the rock. I followed. When we got to roughly the center, where the rock was the flattest, she stopped."Close your eyes," she ordered."Why?" I asked."Because I told you to," she said firmly. "And don't peek, because if you do you'll ruin the surprise and.