That was back when we were little, and land was a lot cheaper.There is a huge old live oak back there. It marked the edge of our property. Ginny and I...spent a lot of time alone there. That wasn't till we were six though, and Mom trusted us to be out there on our own. Before that we used to play in Ginny's yard, as ours was all garden. At three and four years old, we terrorized the squirrels and birds, chasing them all around the yard, and screaming and hollering. We laughed at them and thought. Not sure I wanted to know what it was about, I slipped back into the kitchen and called out if they wanted a soda or anything. Holly said she wanted one so I came back and handed her one, noticing they were sitting a bit apart again.We started talking about D&D again, and Linda was really getting interested in it. She started to ask questions on how it worked, so I went upstairs and got my backpack with my stuff and we moved into the kitchen. Holly and I then spent the next hour showing her all. The guy understood and he kept sucking on my swollen clit, as I shuddered with lust and pleasure. I soon felt his long fingers invading my heating cunt; making me struggle again with another wild orgasm. I shouted in pleasure like crazy, without even thinking that everybody in that party downstairs could hear me…After that wild orgasm subsided, I sat up and pulled his trousers down; I then pushed his body onto the bed, seeing he was rock hard. I then straddled his lap and impaled myself onto. I looked her square in the eye and said "What if I told you that I have proof that futunari, I mean real futunari not the fake stuff did exist?"I began to relay all of my experiences in Tokyo to her, in hopes that she might come around to see things my way, and perhaps even commission my futunari work as a legit piece. She seemed to be a bit uncomfortable, or perhaps aroused as I explained the unexplainable circumstances around my new ejaculatory powers. When I was finished, she had one word.