"Who would do that?" she asked horrified. I turned to stare at her."But even your parents have to be reasonable about some things, Michael!" No, Sarah... they don't," I sighed. "They thought that the Institute was just another government conspiracy. They still do." Everyone gets tested!" she spat.I didn't have anything to say to that; I had been dealing with the repercussions of my parents' political beliefs since I moved out of their home."You had to say no for the exception to apply," she said. Then I realized my new backdoor friend was very experienced. He wasted no time to put one of his fingers right up my tiny sphincter.And I wasted no time clenching him and alternately opening my tight hole as much as I could, hoping he would probe deeply. I pushed my anus ring outward for him, winking rapidly. He knew from my actions that I loved what he was doing to me. Then I felt him removing his finger. I turned around to give him a visual complaint, only to see that he was lubing his finger. She gave them a show as she sucked me for a while and then sank to the grass, legs wide apart and I went into her inch by inch as the men watched. We were both very aroused and it was more by luck than judgment that I held back long enough for her to have two body quivering orgasms before I emptied my offering into her. I stayed up her until I shrank and slipped out, leaving her panting on the grass, breasts heaving as she came back down to earth, the men however did not wait and kneeled at her. This is a girl with depths you haven’t plumbed yet.’ We laughed together and then let the silence of the forest settle back around us. I don’t know what she was thinking about, but I was definitely thinking about plumbing her depths. Maybe she was thinking about the same thing. Stephanie asked, ‘What are your fantasies?’ ‘I don’t know, baby. I’m pretty vanilla.’ ‘C’mon. Apparently I’m an open book to you.’ ‘I bet you could guess.’ ‘I bet I could, but I still want you to tell me.’ We looked.