It was a small down town area complete with shops, cafés, micro breweries, night-clubs, restaurants, Virtu-show halls and theatres. The sky appeared ...eal with moving clouds and a warm yellow sun. It would even rain or snow once in a while. The Village centered on a park with grass, trees, flower patches and narrow duro-crete walking paths. The park featured picnic areas, offered a wide variety of out-door sport facilities and had a large lake in the middle for swimming and paddling around in. He forced his cock into my asshole as I cried out until the whole thing was inside me.My asshole was contracting around his cock as he just stayed still for awhile his face all distorted.Then he started ramming my ass.As he did he finger fucked my cunt with 3 fingers.I was enjoying the rough treatment it makes me want more.I could see by his face and the throbbing of his cock that he was ready to cum.As he was cumming he pulled out of my ass and pushed his dripping leaking cock into my cunt. I almost froze for a second, but finally foundmy voice. Once I got started, I closed my eyes and imagined myselfsitting alone on the beach playing for the gulls. We finished up the songand all three of us were caught up in the excitement. It actually sounded"good!" the first time out. Sure there were a few rough spots, but eventhe harmonies flowed like liquid gold. I thought that I could play thatone song all day long and be happy. Fred was impressed with my vocal and it was decided then and. Linda explained how ever since this morning everyone kept saying Cindy was an entirely different person after our meeting. Dad then had me tell him the WHOLE story word for word.When I finished, he was beaming, “I know you didn’t realize it or do it intentionally, but you DID ‘push’ her. I’ll be very curious to find out how long it lasts, since you didn’t seem to push her very hard. You two keep an eye on her, but don’t say anything. She is now our first experiment. I want to do another. Any.