For a moment, I freeze, feeling a solid body beside me and a heavy arm stretched over my lower back with fingers possessively curled on the back of my...thigh. I hear a deep, completely relaxed, almost-snoring male breathing just over my shoulder. A salty, warm, fresh curl of morning air moves through the round window right beside my head. Round window?? Where am I? I hear a soft watery slapping sound, and the memory rushes back. ohhhh… :))) I smile in the dark and look out at the moonlight. I wondered if he's still capable of having an orgasm. My question was answered ten minutes before it was time for me to leave. He tensed up and even with my limited experience with the twins I recognized all the signs. His hand sped up and suddenly the cum began to flow out of him. It didn't spurt out. It didn't shoot in the air. But there was a lot of it.I got up and said, "Don't move. I'll get you a damp cloth."I went to his bathroom and dampened a wash cloth. I returned quickly and, ignoring. Did she really just say that? The question kept running through my head. Found was one of the hottest girls in school and she was asking, no, telling me to fuck her.That was to good to pass up. "OK." I reply plainly. "OK WHAT ?" She Screams in text form. "OK as in ok I understand and ok as in ..... ok ." I say, pretty much scatter brained about the entire situatation that was unfolding in front of me. "Really?" She replied. "Ya lol.When ?" I was pinching myself trying to make sure this wasn't. " Yeah," Mark said. "And, they're going to lose their edge a little as it is. Starting a week from tomorrow, we can't run them for two weeks, and they're going to have to sit on their butts." Why's that?" Mike asked."Deer season," Mark replied sadly. "I'm going to move my dogs inside the hanger. Cumulus goes on a chain and stays there until deer season is over. You're going to want to move your dogs into the barn." God, is it that bad out there?" Mike asked. He'd completely forgotten about.