For all our days—life resembles a stage. People enter our lives—we live in the sunshine of their presence for a little time—then sometimes slowl...—other times painfully abrupt— their light flickers out. Like the vapor from a teakettle, they are gone.Sometimes when I feel that yearning to return to a happier time, I drag out my little Memory Canoe. I paddle off in the direction of a fair land that has never existed, except in one person's memory—Mine.There is a Sweet Someone who lives there in. “It was still there until a minute ago when this one woke me up wondering why I was wearing these clothes. I told her this is something I wear a lot,” I replied.“The Marines let you dress like that?” she asked.“Not exactly, but let’s wait for everyone else so I only have to explain once.”“Where did that come from?” Tina asked when she saw the stack with the rest of my gear across the room. “Shit, those look real,” she gasped.“They are real,” I replied, shifting my niece and nephew off my lap. I. He started getting naked and I stopped trying to get my boxers back on. You waved him closer. He and I where both a bit shy. I secretly looked at his cock to compare size – We looked alike. You waved us both closer, while sitting on your knees on the blanket. You reached for both our cocks, and started stroking em. They where hardening as if it was a race. They both stood straight up, and you pulled us both closer, starting licking his cock, then moved to mine… You tried to get both in your. "Yes".This made me pause. I looked at her, in shock, my dick resting on the entrance to her ass. I stared deep into her eyes, and I saw the intense lust that I felt reflecting back at me. Arousal, as I had never felt it before, flooded through me.I rammed my cock deep into her ass, and the volume of her scream of pleasure was matched only by my own. Her hands shot round and grabbed my bum, squeezing tight and pulling me into her. I held there for a second, before pulling out and slamming back.