After about twenty minutes, we were hot and sweaty and he told me he had a glove signed by Mickey Mantle, and did I want to see it? Did I? Absolutely!...So we went to his place, he gave me a Coke (there were absolutely no drugs involved, he didn't do anything like slip me a sleeping pill or anything like that) and we went back to his bedroom. He took the glove down from the top shelf of his closet and showed it to me, let me hold it and try it on (gently) then he let me put it back by lifting me. Bree ran down the stairs and slipped on a pair of shoes. She started running for the woods before she even thought about where her sister might have gone. Her mind was racing as her feet pounded the soft earth below. She let her eyes scan everywhere as she ran hoping to get a glimpse of her fleeing twin. She tripped twice on fallen branches but picked herself up with speed that should have amazed her. She didn't bother to wipe the small sticks and dirt that clung to her arms and clothing away.. This was despite her newborn son Earl, for which it was likely Hector responsible due to the brief polyamorous fling that the twins had with her. They had quickly resumed their exclusive romance after that, though they never quit their growing exhibitionist streak. Everyone was happy for both Red and Margie, to be frank, finding love as well as lust with each other.“Well, it’s high time to show off my lovely bride who has dropped her baby weight so damn well,” Hector reassured Cassie while. He spread my legs a bit wider and pulled my panties down and inserted two of his fingers in my vagina. It was then when I realized how wet I really was, his fingers slid right in, I could hear him comment something in Russian. He removed his fingers and I could hear him remove his shirt, I had that tingling sensation in my pussy, a sign that I was getting wetter in anticipation of what was coming next.I felt him come close and stand over me.“Ah!” I cried in anticipation as he placed his hand on.