, M. and R. all seeing my cock all at once. Much later a hazy memory came back to me of all four of them with all eight of their legs on my chest, sin...ing Happy Birthday yet again, as I took turns playing with their legs. At the end of the song I remember everyone clapping and all eight of their feet poking at my cock. What I remember clearly after that was: Y. sitting back, switching legs and then extending the heel of her shoe to touch my cock. Then R., who I barely knew at all, slid forward. ” She looked up at me. “You’re ok with this aren’t you?”“No, I’m not,” I thought to myself, but how could I admit that I was jealous, or worse that I didn’t trust her. “Of course, I am,” I lied. If only we hadn’t swapped partners those times. A vision of Tony lying between her legs flashed in my mind.“Be sure to tell me if you’re not because I’m having fun.” She lifted her face and kissed me. Oh sure, like I’d be able to say anything now. “Why don’t you take Ginger out for a walk and I’ll. I'd spent ten years on the road and settled in this area in the early seventies. The reason for this little sob story is that both my parent died about five years ago and left most of their inheritable money to me. Dad had been a successful real estate salesman until he retired at about seventy years of age and they both virtually faded away a few years after that. One couldn't live without the other.I didn't inherit a fortune but it left us, and I think of my four girls and myself as a family. A lot of that helped convince me the switch was real too.But even back then I believed them. It was too complicated a scheme for two teenagers to have come up with, much less been able to pull off in such a believable manner. It would have been easier for them to just fuck in secret and, if Carly got pregnant by accident, to blame it on some other boy. All she'd have had to do was make herself available on a date and no boy in the world would have been able to resist her.So I didn't believe the.