Are you absolutely sure?... Do you want me,... for me?... Or do you want me for substitute Jerry?"I didn't say anything about whether or not I wanted ...er. My cock was hard as a rock, and nothing I could say would have convinced her that I didn't want to ravish her on the spot, dry creek bed or not. The one clear emotion in my fuddled brain was that I did not want a one night stand with Terri. I wanted more, much more, or nothing at all."No, to be honest, I'm not sure... But I'm almost sure.... Weeks went by, and Sam opened up little by little and started playing more and more with the other kids. He and I used to have really interesting discussions about building things, and not a day went by without him constructing something completely new in any type of material. He was our little inventor, with such a big mind in such a small body. I was working the afternoon-evening shift on a rainy Friday when we suddenly had a call from Sam’s dad. He was running late and wouldn’t be able to. Even if she wasn't yet a teen, Coleen was acting as if she enjoyed his inexperienced assault on her senses. Had she done this before? Would she let him fuck her, if he tried?"Hanh!" his cousin gasped when his fingers slid down to the narrow cleft that bisected her fat, smooth vulva and she bit her lower lip. She uttered a throaty groan when he probed the pulpy flesh and he felt the hot moistness bathing his finger. Her pretty face was flushed and her eyes half-closed as she looked up at him. Just like after she described in some detail getting gangbanged by half dozen guys who took seconds and thirds. The next time she wanted me to watch, tied up in a chair.I was sure as hell hoping this was all fantasy and wished we didn’t have to set it off with alcohol although I guess it loosened me up like it did her.Our anniversary arrived and I booked a nice hotel suite with a balcony and a Jacuzzi. It wasn’t far away so we could go there on Friday, the actual date, directly from work. I had.