.and...and I think Barbie did, too. Stupid of me to lether, she was too young. What happened next was all my fault."The silence stretched for a long t...me.Kelly mulled the story over, replaying what Phil had said--and what hehadn't said. Forgetting about his own tentative plan to make a run forit, he wrapped his arms around himself and shivered. Then he picked upthe little yellow-haired Robin doll and hugged it tightly. He didn'tlike the implications of the story.Phil had turned away, gazing out. I felt his hand move from my ass cheek into my crack and he rubbed little circles around my brown hole. It felt so good and I moaned more."Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh yes, fuck me. Keep going. I'm almost there. Fuck me deep. All the way in. Fuck me. Uh. Uh. Uh. Fuck me."He kept rubbing my ass hole. I kept fucking his ass. Then, finally ..."Oh shit, I'm cumming!" he announced. Pressed against our stomachs, I felt his cock twitch, then I felt his warm cum spray between us. I felt him shoot. Her thighs struggled to separate against the binding skirt at her knees, and she penetrated herself with her fingers. Still trying to choke back her cries, she probed her own depths, cursing her heart for its continued beating. She longed for the ache to stop; she longed for the touch of her husband. In the empty room, she pleased and tortured herself as the sun sank out of sight and plunged the world into darkness."Daran... Why... Oh, Daran... Oh, oh..."Despite her anguish, passion overcame. I didn't look at him while he observed what I suddenly was doing. Then I moved my hand towards his swimming trunks and grabbed his cock through the fabric. He already was hard, perhaps he had noticed I was touching myself? He didn’t protest, so I kept going. I put my hand under the waistband and touched his cock directly. I again was sad water didn’t lubricate well, and this time there was perhaps something I could do about it. I looked him in the eyes, for the first time since I started.