"I was referring to an incident when I was fifteen and Lucy was ten, we'd been mucking around and I'd pretended to be an red Indian and tied her to th... washing line post, I'd tickled her until she was sobbing. As I remembered the incident fondly I noticed Lucy give a little shiver, raising an eyebrow at her I asked her if anything was wrong."I was remembering that day," she grinned, "you were a right sod back then and you never knew how wet you made me when you tied me up."She sighed wistfully. “A hike? Mind if we all come with you?”“Nah it's just us kids, you old people will just slow us down.”“Old? Were only 35! Were probably in better shape than you two,” dad said.“In shape enough to run around this whole area?”“(After a slight pause) You two have fun then!” He took the bait.We said bye as we headed out the door with Aunt Lisa making a kiss face at us, and we just smiled and scurried out the door as fast as we could. Once we were outside Rita took off on the left path egging me to. "OH, MY GOD YES. FUCK ME. OH, FUCK ME!" I screamed. Never before had it felt so good, never!He pulled slowly pulled out. Oh Hunky, I'm being turned inside out ... Another smooth thrust in, a little faster!"Oh yesssssssssss," I purred at him.Back in. Out. Faster. Harder. On and on. Oh God, what a feeling! Then I felt a hot tongue at the top of my ass crack. It washed down my crack all the way down to stab into my anus just as that cock impaled me again and I exploded.My screams echoed in the. She could smell the ghost of his cologne and she snuggled down tighter to him, grateful he was there."What are you talking about?" That book," she said pointing at the chair where he had been sitting and where the book now sat.He put his hand under her chin and lifted her eyes to his. "It's you. Every bit of what you wrote is what you were feeling and going through that weekend. I want to know what you're thinking, what you're feeling. It's important to me. YOU'RE important to me. In fact,.