’ ‘So many guesses.’ He nodded. ‘I know. It’s a stretch, but I can believe all that is possible. But the Seville fire happened sixty years l...ter. Whoever he was, he was dead by then. He’d have been at least ninety. People did not live that long in those times, not often anyway. And yet the account of his sins still mattered enough to burn another church. That’s where the theory fails for me. Political events can seem terribly important at the time. But they rarely are to the next generation.’. As I continued rubbing, I began exerting more and more pressureuntil my finger slipped between the folds of her tender youngpussy lips. Misty moaned and arched her hips slightly forward,causing my finger to continue into her tight little hole. Ifinger fucked her for several minutes, gently inserting my fingerup to the last knuckle and then slowly pulling it almost all theway out. I felt the muscles in her cunt tighten just slightly,her whole body seemed to tense up for a moment and then. I walked back to the truck and grabbed a bottle of water and a cigar from the cooler. I sat down in the grass beside the truck and lit up. I had finished the cigar and stood up to get back in the truck when I saw the blue lights of a Texas Highway Patrol Crown Vic flash. I walked to where the car was parked. The driver stepped out and I could see in the fading light that the driver was female. As she walked closer to where I stood I could see that her face was beautiful and her brown hair. I wanted to so bad but I was so confused by everything that had happened. So I replied that I had shit to do and that I'd talk to him tomorrow. 'That's cool', he replied. When the boner I had from listening to Zack finally subsided, I hit the showers and went to bed. After the lights were out, I heard Zack jerking off again. I came very close to standing up and walking over to his bed but I restrained myself and drifted off to sleep. I dreamed, of course, of penises.The next morning.