And then it was over.But, man! I didn’t know it was possible for a woman, especially me, to come so quickly and easy and to keep coming for so long!...I mean, I’ve done guys with hair triggers that took longer to come than I just did! Wow!I then looked down at him looking up at me, both of us panting furiously. “Come here,” I said to him.He crawled up my body and flipped my bikini top over my tits. He settled on me with his face above my boobs.“Wow!” he said. “Look how hard your nipples are! You. I feigned sleep. When she entered she gasped. I woke up and groaned. She ran to me and said ‘What is wrong with that, brother?’ My mom warned her to treat me like her twin.‘It’s paining me, Shweta!’ I replied.‘Should I call the doctor as no one is at home?’ she asked innocently.‘No, don’t but you can help me’ I replied.‘How?’ she asked.‘First, promise me you won’t tell anyone!’‘I promise, I won’t!’‘Okay… place your hand around it’. She did it and it felt so good that I almost cummed at that. We staggered to bed and crashed, totally wiped out. **** Arriving at the farm around mid-afternoon on Thursday, we were met by Ruth and Janie on the porch. After hugs and kisses, we sat in the living room and visited. Pam recounted the events of the previous day and a number of questions were asked and answered. Each of us speculated on the meaning of that black book. It would be months before we heard anything else about it. There was an article on the Charlotte Observer website that morning. The only other furniture was a small single bed. Lydia pulled down the window blinds opposite to the bed but did not bother with the rear window that looked out onto the porch. She made a jerking motion to free her blouse from the waistband of her slacks and begin to unbutton it. Her look told me to do the same. I matched her every move. We kicked off our shoes and shed our pants. She turned for me to unfasten her bra. As the straps slid over her shoulders I cupped her breasts and my cock .