He couldn’t let Cassie be corrupted by Jill any longer. He grabbed Cassie’s hand to pull the vibrator out of her. “No”, protested Jill. “Cas...ie, my love, come over here on your bed”, Jacob instructed. "I want you to show Jill what a good girl does for her lover and what a real man can do for a good girl". With that Jacob took his pants and shirt off. “Here rub my cock baby”. Cassie complied rubbing Jacob’s dick in her hand still wet from Jill’s juices. She felt it grow in her hand. “Good girl”,. Inside the hut, the ceremony had briefly started with a village lady in charge and her young niece a virgin in the centre. As we arrived, the Pujari continued the ceremony. A few village elders present at the ceremony prayed and then blessed me as they left, as did my uncle.The lady asked me to take off the shirt as it was a custom in these ceremonies. She applied sandalwood paste on my arms, chest, tummy, and cheeks. The Pujari used his Ulluka (drum instrument) and the virgin in the centre. ’ Heidi nodded guiltily. She did miss Ben, too. ‘Don’t forget about your friends now, just because you’re married,’ Fran nudged her playfully. ‘I know, I feel terrible.’ Heidi said, ‘I’ll stop by and see him soon.’ ‘You know, I always thought you two kids would end up getting together,’ Fran said wistfully. Heidi looked surprised. ‘Ben? No, we were always just friends,’ she denied. Fran looked as though she knew something Heidi didn’t, but she didn’t say anything else about it. ‘I’ll see you. My face grimaced in thoughtless shame, but Matt smiled at me, warmly, without embarrassment. He was like a doctor or something. I rubbed around my rosebud, feeling it become slippy and suddenly not at all crinkly-like. “Feels nice,” Matthew said, not as a question. “You haven’t really touched it before, have you?” I only nodded my head, smiled, sniffed back a bit of snot in my nose, felt the hot on my cheeks. I kept rubbing my crack. It felt very natural to be doing this, somehow. Natural to be.