His left hand gripped tightly the trunk of one of the gnarly pines, whose crooked branches hung down over his head. I planted my feet as best as I cou...ld and got a grip on his thick wrist. "Somehow I suspect you are too heavy for me to pull up only the path. I am sorry."I guess I expected him to be frightened because when he turned his face towards me and smiled, I admit to being surprised."Oh, no, young man," he said, in a pleasant voice, amused, "I hardly expect you to lift me. Instead, could. As a token of that love I give you this necklace. Never doubt my feelings of love for you.”Before I could even put it around her neck, Marcia lunged into me rolling us back on one of the mattresses. She kissed me like never before, and kept repeating ‘I love you. I love you.’Lastly, I turned to Lisa. She looked panicked suddenly. This was totally unexpected. I smiled at her.“Lisa Caldwell, I love you too. I don’t know what the future holds for us, and so I’ve been a little reserved in this. “Besides, don’t you guys jerk off all the time, you know… so you don’t wind up raping your sisters?” I was happy that the tension had come down a notch. Maybe some frank talk would defuse a potentially explosive situation. “Uh, well, there isn’t exactly a lot of privacy around here,” he said, red-faced. “I mean, it’s not the same as girls fingering themselves. Things get kind of… messy.” I laughed at this. “So you’re an expert on female masturbation, huh?” Common sense, moral fiber, matrimonial. She had reached around behind herself and was grinding her ass into Kenny’s crotch while holding him in place. After a couple of minutes of grinding, Diane took her hands off of Kenny’s sides and was reaching between herself and the young man dry humping her. You could tell by her movements she was trying to unzip his pants. Kenny stopped his assault long enough for Diane to free his cock from its denim confines. Now, she was reaching behind her as she bent her body enough to give Kenny a good.