When his thin slippery finger slid inside me and found my prostate, I couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my cock. He grunted and sla...ped my hand away. "Mm-mm," he grunted as he shook his head, never moving his mouth from my hole. I fell back onto the sand and moaned as a second finger pushed into me. Soon he had three fingers sliding in and out of me, twisting and stretching and rubbing against that sensitive spot."Please…Please...," I begged. I was nearly in tears for I. That evening in the room, I didn't really feel like talking, but he did. He offered me a glass of Johnny Walker Black and soon was paying me really nice compliments on my looks, my physique, and even my voice. I had played around with guys in school, but that went little further than jerking off together. However, I found myself becoming aroused when talking to him. He wanted to go down to the bar, but I declined. As he got over to leave, he walked over the the bed I was lying on and grabbed. "And?" I turned to Angela."D'you want me to stay here?" Under what terms?" I countered."Your terms," added Sandie."Well my terms haven't changed. The girls still love me and thegirls still cuddle me. It's all about the girls."As if to reinforce this truth, Both Jenny and Beatrice wrappedtheir arms around my waist and hugged me. They buried their facesinto my breasts and Jenny declared firmly."We want Beverly and we want Skipper." And we want Mummy," piped up Beatrice earnestly."Seems like a. ’ As he said it he was squeezing my breasts pretty hard. I didn’t want him to know how turned on I was or for him to think I was a slut or something. I wasn’t totally sure what he had just said. But I liked it. ‘Those things you might be feeling and that she and I felt – those are T nodules or T nodes. Tiny, very tiny knots of fibrous tissue that look like the letter T under the microscope. The good news is that they are completely harmless in themselves. They’re not cancerous or pre-cancerous.