Mabel and I have been talking things over and we've decided to let you masturbate us as we think it would be better than us masturbating each other. W... love doing it to you and that's our decision". "Id like that but I'd prefer you both to be naked when I do it" I replied. "Yes. When we decided to let you masturbate us we agreed we should be naked for it. We thought it would be very erotic. May we undress here, in your lounge?" asked Mabel. "Of course you may. I look forward to that. I would. ” “Okay, who are you?”As noted by Siza when she appears to me suddenly in the neighbor’s house, the young woman neighbor who offered to dress my scrapes, cuts and scratches after I got stuck in Mrs. Sutlevich’s basement:Siza reminds me of the opposing medicine cabinet mirrors in my grandparents bathroom. The two mirrors mounted on opposite walls almost perfectly align. They reflected images seen viewing one mirror, showing me, my childhood head, diminishing into infinity as the light in the. I saw a look of lust in both of there eyes. I was starting to get scared and had lost my hardon. Which she noticed and made a comment on."I think this piece of meat is getting scared, thinking what we are going to do to him. So tell me meat, are you a good cock sucker?" she said.I just kneeled there and didn't answer.KAWACK, KAWACKShe had hit me twice on my up turned ass before I knew what had happened. The pain was running thru my body making me aware that I was about to be ****d and there was. As soon I was out of sight of the riverbank I walked faster, desperately hoping I'd find the side-track and that it hadn't just been a trick of my imagation. Thankfully it was real, so after guiltily looking around to make sure nobody was watching I snuck along the narrow track, small branches catching my jandals and the towel that was wrapped around my waist like a skirt. The track stopped at a large rock well out of sight of people heading to or from the river. It really was the perfect spot.