I heard them chatting and then thy both stopped, which I was glad about as the stone table was hurting my knees.The guy on the table climbed off and t...ld me to get down. Once I was standing at the side of it he turned me around and bent me over it and pushed my legs apart and I felt a duche of hot water hit my arse followed by one of them rubbing it with the bar of soap followed by a finger rubbing all the warm soapy suds into my hole.The smaller guy then appeared in front of me, stuck his cock. ‘My God, he’s got an, a hard-on. It looks huge!’ she thought. Her recent exquisite release hadn’t calmed her at all. ‘What is the matter with me? Don’t I have any control of my own body any more?’ Lois wondered. ‘I, ah, I didn’t mean to scare you,’ Freddy murmured. He sat up and bunched the covers over the rigid pole rising in front of him. ‘Freddy, what in the world made you do something like that?’ Lois asked. The young man pulled his knees up. ‘I, ah, your, um, breasts, they, ah, I couldn’t. "No one had ever used that analogy before. She continued to toy with my dick, running her fingers up and down."My turn," I announced. I reached to touch her thigh. She jumped back, out of reach. "I was right. You're a prick teaser."Her grin widened. "You surprised me is all." She moved back into range. I slid my hand into her bikini bottoms. I felt bones as I reached lower. She'd shaved. I snuck a finger between her cunt lips. They were flat, almost non-existent."No one ever touched me down. ‘Everyone at some point must do so son. I myself was happy to have my first time. That was until I met yer mother.’ The fright on young Jack’s face was now replaced with confusion. ‘What do ye mean?’ ‘There are things in this world that many people don’t fully understand,’ he began. ‘My time is short so I’ll explain it the best I can.’ ‘Father yer not going to die,’ Jack protested trying to contradict his earlier words. ‘Just listen son,’ his father said as he lifted his hand to put a stop to.