It was fun being fingered by him and before this, I had fingered my own ass myself but this was way different than doing it yourself.Brad told me to r...ll over and that he wanted to show me something that felt good. I did as he wanted and rolled over, keeping my eyes closed for some reason. I felt his hand go over my little cock and rub my balls, taking them in his fingers and rolling them around like little marbles. I opened my eyes and saw him leaning down, with his face just inches from my. It felt strange her walking along hand in hand with him as I followed a step or two behind. Here there were walking around town together hand in hand and she was carrying his spunk in her belly and when we got back she would be getting even more. She later said that parading around like that in front of the whole town and having his spunk in her made her feel Nasty, Evil and Slutty but in a nice way. As we drove home they were in the rear seats and she soon she had her hand down the front of. ’ ‘So we schemed the whole thing. We let Cassie start it all, give you a month or so to get some experience, then, well, Casey, today was a set-up to get you to fuck me, I hope you’re okay with that?’ She was smiling at me so she was sure I wouldn’t tell her that I was upset with their scheming plans. Oh, no, I couldn’t squeeze out a bit more happiness over their wonderful seduction of me. ‘I really think I’ve died and gone to heaven. Look at the two of you, oh, what sixteen-year old guy would. "Everything was props, even our boyfriends." Actually, you were really back in Indiana during the war. Everyone wasreal," replied the young woman at the booth who overheard ourconversation."What happened to Bill and John?" I asked."What were their full names?" she asked.A few seconds after she typed the information we had on the boys, "Theysurvived the war and lived for about another fifty years. They nevermarried." We have to go back," I insisted."Why?" They loved us. They needed us. They.