"Aidan?"Glancing at Alexis, slender, fine-boned like Mom, young, her soft brown eyes glistening with unshed tears, my heart ached for her. How hard it...must be, so much younger than me. I moved to her, wrapping her in my arms, hugging her as she finally, finally let go and cried into my shirt, dampening it with her agony.I held her head gently to my shoulder, another arm around her back. I whispered, "It'll be okay, Alex. It'll be okay," even though I wasn't sure it would. I could see no light. Still able to move my finger, I continued the soft strokes of Candy's swollen, exposed clitoris. She flung an arm across my shoulder and dug her fingers into my back, moaning into my mouth. Unable to bear the escalation of pleasure any longer, she dropped both arms by her sides, and using them and her feet for leverage, thrust her hips up, arching her back a full foot off the bed. The small shudders that had shaken her belly before increased in their intensity and her hips were soon jerking and. Then I reached over for the Vaseline and got a large glob of it on my thumb, which I slipped under her panties and between her now-tender cheeks. I began to massage and lubricate her there, gradually working my thumb further and further up her passage. She squirmed and moaned and made little whimpering noises while I did it—I took a close-up shot of my hand inside her panties, then pulled them down far enough to show what I was doing and took another. But when I put the camera down again, slid. I cleaned myself and exited the booth, in the walk way was three young studs stroking their hard erect cocks. I looked at each as I passed and sure that neither one was the owner of the cock I had just finished sucking. I went to the other side of the hall and entered a booth that had a rather large raised area, supposedly for sitting but often used as a place for sexual relations. I closed the door and latched it from the inside across the room was another door that was opening as I started.