Then he starts doing it really, really fast and my mom just jumps up and down like she's trying to get away again but she can't because the other men ...are holding her real tight and so she has to stay there and let him do that to her. The men call this a finger fuck and when she's getting a finger fuck she always says, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" and her face gets really, really red and her body shakes all over even though the other men are holding her.Some of the men suck on her big tits and say to her. Hidden deep in the undergrowth was a concrete base, which was probably a building some years ago, I sat down and pulled out another cigarette, and offered him another, he said his name was Tim. We were sat on this concrete wall and he put his hand on my leg again, I looked at him and he was smiling, he moved his hand up my leg, and to be honest I was getting hard, I looked at his crutch and he had a big lump in his trousers.I said I'm not gay I'm happily married and he replied that it wouldn't. I remember some movie or maybe a TV show that said, ‘The simpler the lie, the easier it is to remember.’Linda reminded me that I had met them before, however I pointed out to her that this was 16 years earlier, so it shouldn’t matter. She giggled and told me that I was getting smarter already.We walked into the backyard, where a flood of memories came back to me. I remembered the tree I had the fort in, the sprinkler I stubbed my toe on ... so many wonderful moments. I felt a tug on my arm. I’m guessing his securing me as his spoils didn’t have much to do with luck, though, and more with the manifold weapons secured to his body. That, and maybe his… presence? He’s exuding a sort of effortless menace that the other Dryth out there didn’t necessarily have. Or maybe my slightly terrified human brain is just imagining things.Lastly, I closely inspect his crotch and make an educated guess as to what he’s hiding under that garment there.Yes. I am trying to assess this male's private.