I bit two fingers off the hand over my mouth. I heard a scream and swearing as one of them staggered away. I strained and strained against the one who...was still on top of me. I heard my own arm break, and his grip loosened. I started to howl.I threw him off. Still screaming I stood, my clothes hanging in rags around me. I knocked one of them to the ground. My scrabbling hand found a loose cobblestone and I used it to break one of his legs. I remember the noise it made. I flailed until his arms. One hand went right back to fingering her gash, with the crotch of the panties pushed aside. She had the briefest of landing strips, and her cunt lips and fingers were glistening in the light. I stepped forward, and continued to pleasure my turgid member. She reached out a hand, and I proceeded toward her. When I got close enough, the extended hand displaced my hand, and she grasped my cock. It was amazing, her massaging my hardness while she still worked her now-dripping cunt. I simply watched. I recommend you open this Preface and Glossary in a separate tab of your browser window, for easy reference.Please accept that this story is the effort of an amateur writer. My editor, Duffiedawg, did his best to eradicate typos, syntax errors and false friends. The remaining errors are my responsibility, and they are something you will have to endure. I am also using British English spelling because this is how I learned English in school.The story is mine, and it may not be reposted anywhere.. Maybe not right away, but you will know in your heart.’ she concluded. ‘Thanks, Aunt Eleanor.’ Julie said quietly. ‘I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but once I heard, I couldn’t seem to walk away. It was like watching that movie the other night.’ she continued. ‘Once I started, I could take my eyes off it.’ ‘Well, you don’t have the benefit of experience, dear.’ Eleanor said. ‘But I have to admit, when those sex scenes are done tastefully, they can be very … arousing. When I was watching that scene.