Stream. River roaring.I'm rolling, writhing, trying to touch every bit of me to him. Like a tideflooding, ebbing, he pushes onward. I feel his cock, c...rved like ascimitar, sliding between my legs, hard as iron with its urgent search,hot as a flame.Now, inexorable, he's rolling us. He's easing himself to the side, hishands are on my hip, pushing me up. I am on top, now. I feel him push, Ipush back, his hands hold me, help me lower myself. A pressure, pushing,down there, a pressing that won't be. From the trees emerged great swarms of insects, so thick that they blotted out the stars. Flies, bees and moths, butterflies and all manner of winged bugs encircled them in an obscuring cloud. It was like being in the eye of a tornado, the combined flapping of their myriad wings sounded like an outboard motor.The soldiers broke ranks, trying to fight them off, waving their hands as the swarm startled them. Animals followed close behind, squirrels leaping from the branches and scurrying towards. There were a few others there and we lit up. "You smoke a bit funny for a guy, Glenn", Jenn said out of nowhere. It was only thing that I realized that I had been u*********sly getting my gurl on. Sat looked over at me waiting for a response. I just smiled and took another very flirty pull of my cigarette as my eyes flicked past Jenn and over to Glenn. "Yeah, I seem to have a few rather feminine traits" I answered. I hope its not freaking you out or anything. Sat didn't reply, but Jenn said. I wouldn't be sitting here telling this to you if it had actually gone down that way, or that you expect me to say that I can't recall much of what happened to us. I very much did recall every bit of what happened. Even now the taste of Morris' semen flooding my mouth still brings sweet memories to my head, and I know if ever a time comes that I do forget, Mom is always around to help me recall it. I still remember everything, and I know since its details you'd like to hear, then I'm going to.