Somewhere around fifty (each cheek) I lose count. The first tear runs down my nose and drops to the grass. His hands are slowly roasting my ass--getti...g it hotter and hotter. And more tender. I forget the garden, the neighbors, that I’m outside and my world shrinks to my glowing, throbbing cheeks and his hand. He stops, running his hand over my cheeks. Slips two fingers rudely into my pussy. Fuck I’m close to coming. “Please,” I beg. He chuckles. “Oh, I don’t think so. You’ve been way too. . so we moved to water fall and getting bath together …. We both was hugged and water falling from upside… he sit on a rock and make me to sit on his leap…. His dick was in between my bottom… I feel he is again getting hot… I a have same feeling… now I want to get real fun….. Minu wants some real fun??? He asked to me… I smiled and he got the signal…. He again lowered my head and I got idea wt to do… I start oral and minute his dick stand rock.He told me to go to sand bed for comfortable. And so, Mary officially met Cynthia for the first time that night.* * *Cynthia stood on the porch of their house. She had been there for thelast five minutes. Debating. Filled with dread and bit ofanticipation. It had been a whim, an impulse, asking to meet Mary. Herhusband's female alter-ego. Cynthia had felt that something had to bedone. She loved Mark and couldn't see him just exist day in day out.The smile was missing, so was the joy. So she decided to meet thiswoman who had come between. It was also interesting.They would not release us. They might have believed Rudy when he claimed our parents were ignorant of their children’s ‘shenanigans’ but we were also the hostages that ensured they wouldn’t leave the island. Mom wanted to stay in jail with us, but they wouldn’t let her do that, either. Eventually, Mom and dad left, after getting a promise that they’d be kept apprised of the continuing investigation. But after our parents left, all they did was give us supper and leave us.