With the act completed, one might think there would be outbursts over the intensity of the act, but the four who were involved in the secondary act in...tinctively realized that there was no description to be had, so they didn't try -- they just worked, gasping, at recovery.Toby and Amy were one. Both knew it wouldn't last more than a timeless moment, but they were merged. It came to them that the intervals between these mergers was beginning to shrink and that soon they would be a regular thing. Heather’s breathing is speeding up and getting shallow as Nat again slides her fingers in her twat. She’s increasing the pressure and speed, massaging her clit with tight quick circles. Her other hand tightly holding first one boob and then the other or pinching a nipple until it’s again rigid. As she loses herself in self-pleasure Natalie faintly registers the clicks have slowed. They are not coming as often, but she’s too caught in her own ecstasy to notice. Deeper she pushes her fingers,. The apartment felt warm and cheery. It was good to come home to someone, at least for an evening. We laughed at an old Woody Allen movie where they ate from cardboard cartons like we were doing, and beneath an Afghan giggled at a dumb Farrelly Brothers movie. Under the cover we held hands the whole time. We could have been watching Gone With the Wind for all I cared. At the end of the night, I was prepared to go, and surprised that she almost expected me to stay ‘if you don’t mind.’ ‘Nah. Me. “Grandad…” she started, not knowing how to approach the subject and not understanding how an old man, her grandfather of all men, would know more than she could find out in books or the internet for that matter.“…do you know anything about the myths and legends surrounding Bethani?”Her grandad didn’t flinch at the mention of Bethani; staring openly into the fire that crackled in the open grate. Memories that he had not entertained in a while suddenly came flooding back to him. He found himself.