The preacher in the small country church that's pounding on the Bible on Sunday morning is feeding the host incubus and succubus that's living inside ...of him. Every night the twins are filling his dreams with lustful, wanting desires, torturing his soul with heated cravings. Every night he's transported into his deepest, darkest, sexual fantasy he's ever thought about but never dared to experience in real life. He's yearning to be double infiltrated by a man and woman at the same time.The dreams. We went straight up to Vicki’s bedroom and I was told to wait outside her room, it seems that I had waited there for ages and then suddenly they appeared in front of me. I slowly move towards them not knowing what to expect. Sarah pulled me towards her and kissed me deeply on the lips. ‘You are ours until the end of the year” Why she said this, is because this was the final year I had left there in the south island just before we moved further North. Sarah smiled as she took my hand and lead me. It was perfect. The strapon was just the right size. Not too long, not too short. Perfect. The overpowering force of my lovers thrusts rammed me into the table each time she penetrated me and I loved every second of it. But that may have been because I was wetter than ever before. A few drops of my pre-cum even oozed out of me and started running down my thighs. But still I loved every second of it. But then an orgasm started growing within me and everything changed. I was moments away from. Them Bickles is the meanest, nastiest bunch you ever seen.You know how some folks'll get testy when they been drinkin'? Them Bickle boys start out actin' ugly when they is still stone sober. An' after that, every shot they swaller jes' turns up the meanness another notch!There ain't never been no controllin' them four boys, nor their rascal hired hands, neither. We've had a whole mess 'a sheriffs and deputies come 'n go here in Sunset and mostly, none 'a them ain't never really tried.'Cain't.