I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic state. This story is to be considered Fiction although it has its basis in...Fact. This is not to be considered a true tale of underage sex, statutory rape, or molestation, as these events happened more than a quarter century ago. Some of the principal parties are no longer living. The only reason Im telling you that it has its basis in truth, is it might make it all the more sexy for you, and maybe make your orgasms. With precision, Preleis blew gently on each nipple. He raised his head up and looked down at his mother, watching her brow furrow as her chest heaved. She was enjoying this dream, he knew. And he wasn't sure if he could stop enjoying it himself, just when he should. With a son's hunger, he stared at the tight areolas of the breasts before them. As a c***d, he had suckled there, he knew. He almost remembered the soft caress of his mother's fingers on his cheek as he drank deeply of her milk.. The next morning, Janet fixed breakfast while I got the horses and mule ready to travel. Once all four of us had eaten, I hoisted the prisoners on horses bareback, not even a horse blanket. I tied their feet under the horse's belly so they couldn't fall off. I ran a loose rope from their tied hands to around the horse's neck. There was no way the prisoners were going to ride fast while mounted on horses this way.We rode slowly into town. Janet and I were in no hurry, and the prisoners were not. They sat talking about the people they both knew, and things they had seen and done. Cathy's Mom and Carol's Mom had both been in a couple of organizations together. This is where Cathy and Billy had been introduced. They had been 14 years old at the time.Cathy told about things that had happened since Carol left for college, and, some of the things she had been told about Carol. Carol blushed a bit, but told Cathy, "You only heard SOME of the juicy things about me. I WAS a bit of a spinner, or.