They walked toward me with AK's slung over their shoulders. He started speaking as soon as he got close enough so that he could be heard without shout...ing."Who are you and where is Sukie?"I was surprised that he was speaking in French and I answered him in the same language."I have no idea who you're talking about. Who are you and what do you want? Why have you landed on private property and without permission?" Since I don't know you I would prefer to speak to Sukie. He has some goods of ours. There was a word that he was hesitant to use, because he wasn't sure whether it was true or not. After all, maybe she didn't feel the same way about him as he felt about her. Could those feelings work one way and not the other? Could that word really describe what they had between them?That word, of course, was love.Brit had been the first to bring it up. He hadn't really given it much thought until that conversation a couple of days ago, but now he couldn't get it out of his mind. Maybe during. The scene was the same as before, my head on her right shoulder, my right hand on her left breast and her left hand on my prick, with here fingers slowly caressing my ball sack.As I got harder she started pulling my foreskin back and forth and my hand slid down to her pussy toying with her clit. I did then tell her what I did see a few nights before, and asked her if my father prick inside her pussy hurt….she giggled…told me I was a naughty little boy for spying….and that no, it did not hurt,. After a couple more minutes, he looked at the clock and said,"Hey, if you're that tired, you can just crash here."My heart stopped. I couldn't believe it! He wanted me to stay the night? Well, maybe he didn't even want me to, but he offered!I almost immediately replied saying YES! He laughed and told me that I just had to ask his dad and my mom. I got up and walked briskly to the backyard."Hey not-so sleepy head!", my mom said."Haha. No, I'm still tired. I came out here to ask you guys if I.