.. makes it feel great, lovely hands.”“Mmmm, sound good... you should be being a loving caring friend and sharing the good stuff with sweet innoce...t me.”“Don’t make me laugh… sweet may be correct, but you lost your innocence at least ten years ago!”Smiling, I replied, “Probably just following your example…”“Well, if he is going… how about it? We’ve shared most other things, but never a guy.”“Wow, you have grown up and uninhibited! Never imagined this possibility happening!”“So it is a. He hastened to the loo, collected a pint of water from the kitchen and came back to find the twins had woken up as well, sitting in shirts and trousers. They were looking at June and Lara, who were naked and seemed to be keeping each other warm in one of the plump armchairs. Some of the scenario with the three teenage girls - one an underage virgin, another his own daughter - came back to him, as the twins grinned knowingly at him.“They drugged me,” he told his brothers, before they could judge. It didn’t help that I had to write very, very slowly to keep my fingers from trembling and making a mess of my words. The chair’s leather surface was sticky by now. I wondered what she planned to do with my fantasies. Did she just want them to get ideas? Would she keep them to herself? Would other eyes be allowed to read about my wicked wants? I didn’t want to rule that out, her words before we parted at her home still ringing in my ears. I should even expect her to share my confessions; I knew. Igasped, and then squealed when he did it a second time. By the time hereached his tenth stroke I had another three inches inside me and wasscreaming his name in orgasm.He didn't stop there, but continued to pound me, fucking me harder thanhe ever had. It seemed as if he was trying to drive his rock-hard cockright through me and into the soft mattress below me. I arched withevery stroke, doing my part to help him impale me.Bobby drove his massive organ into me, over and over, driving me up.