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 Chapter 3

   Robbie couldn't help smiling inwardly as he got himself cleaned up for
Sunday dinner with Lindsey and Trey.  As his mind replayed images of his
time with Trey over the past week, a shiver went through him.  Damn!  It
had been so sweet!  And his careful plans had played out almost to
perfection!

   The pictures and videos he captured ....  oh my god!  They'd serve as
fuel for his masturbatory fantasies for years!  Of course, a large
percentage of both the stills and video images would never be posted to the
internet (he was vaguely aware that they would easily fit the definitions
of `child porn'; he wasn't about to cross the line to `distributor'), still
he was feeling surprisingly ...  possessive.  Jealous, even.  He wasn't
sure he even wanted to share the pics of his beautiful plaything - even the
tamest ones - with the world.

   But oh, how sweet the past couple of months have been!  And it promised
only to get better as Trey would be out of school for the summer in just
another week or so, so he expected his time with her would be significantly
expanding.  He planned to discuss this with Lindsey during dinner tonight,
to see if she had any particular thoughts as far as Trey's summer schedule
was concerned.

   Opening the front door of the Morse's, he was again immediately
assaulted by delicious aromas ...  hmmm...  meatloaf?  He spied Trey kind
of lounging back on the couch; uncharacteristically, she didn't jump up and
run over to greet him.  "Hi squirt," Robbie announced, heading over to give
her a kiss.

   "Hey, Robbie" she responded rather listlessly.

   He bent over to lightly kiss her forehead while looking her over
critically.  "Is Mom in the kitchen?"

   "Mm-hmm"

   "I'm gonna go in and say hello and see if she needs any help.  I'll be
back in a few minutes.  Okay, Little One?"

   "Mm-hmm"

   Robbie walked into the kitchen and greeted Lindsey with a comfortable
hug and kiss on her cheek.  "How are you doing, Beautiful?  Anything I can
do?"

   "No, I think I've got everything under control here, Robbie, but thanks"


   "What's up with Trey?  She seems kind of quiet."

   "Well, that's something I really need to talk with you about."

   "Oh?" Robbie hoped she wasn't able to see the fear in his eyes.  Was the
wrath of God about to crash down on him?

   "Trey has had a pretty traumatic experience, Robbie.  On Saturday
morning, you would have thought she was being tortured.  I'm surprised you
didn't hear it over at your house, she was screaming so loud."

   Robbie continued to just stare wide-eyed at Lindsey, waiting for the
hammer to drop.  "Robbie, Trey got her first period on Saturday, and it
scared her half to death!"

   Robbie still stared dumbly at her, not quite ready to accept that he was
off the hook.  "Huh?" was the only thing he could think of to say.

   "Robbie, it's a pretty big deal for a girl.  It means she's crossing
another step into becoming a woman."

   Beginning to come out of his fear-induced stupor, Robbie asked, "Isn't
she a little young for that, Lin?"

   "Well no, not really.  Some girls start younger; some older.  If I
hadn't been kind of distracted by all the chaos of the past few months ...
moving here; new job; then the promotion; having to start traveling ....  I
might have realized it was time for me to sit her down and talk about it,
prepare her a little bit.  I'm not at all surprised.  I had my first period
almost exactly at the same age as she is now.  She'll be turning 12 in just
a couple more weeks, so it's not all that early.  But it seems like she's
also taking after me in the way her period really seems to be knocking the
stuffing out of her."

   "Huh," was all Robbie could come up with to say.

   "Oh, you men!" Lindsey teased.  "Anyway, now that she's hit this
milestone, I think it's important to get her completely checked out.  I
called for an appointment with that Dr.  Carey you suggested, and the
earliest appointment she has open is on Wednesday afternoon.  Trey finishes
her last Final Exam at 2:00 on Wednesday, so I scheduled an appointment
with Dr.  Carey at 2:30.  I know it's another huge imposition, but could
you pick up Trey after 2:00 and take her to the doctor's office?  I expect
that she'll recommend some type of hormone or other treatment to help
reduce some of the painful cramping and also to regulate her cycle, but I
want to make sure she's thoroughly checked out first."

   "Huh" was Robbie's less than inspired response.

   "Robbie!"

   At Lindsey's sharp exclamation, Robbie finally shook himself out of his
mental freeze-frame.  "Oh, Sure!  Absolutely!  Don't even think about it
for a second, Lin, I'll be more than happy to help."

   "Are you sure you're all right with this?"

   "Well, like you said, us Men!  It's just taking me a minute to wrap my
mind around this whole concept.  And, regardless of the `female plumbing'
issues involved, I'm not sure whether to be thrilled at this signal that
Trey is growing up ...  or to mourn over the fact that this event signifies
she's not gonna be a little girl forever."

   "I know what you mean."

   "If you've got everything under control here in the kitchen, is it okay
if I go in and keep Trey company until dinner?"

   "Yeah.  I'm sure she'd like that, even though she's a bit shy and
embarrassed about those `female plumbing' issues you referred to," eyes
twinkling, Lindsey smiled at him as Robbie turned to exit the kitchen.

   --- --- --- --- --

   Robbie was waiting for Trey when she exited the church / school building
at just a few minutes after 2:00 on Wednesday afternoon.  She appeared to
have mostly recovered from her lethargy of Sunday, but still wasn't acting
like the characteristic lightning bolt of energy that he had gotten used
to.

   "All set, Little One?  Ready to go?"

   "Uh huh" she answered quietly.

   "What's the matter, you a little nervous?" Robbie inquired.

   "A little"

   "I think you're really going to like Dr.  Carey.  She's a real good
friend of mine, and I know one of the most important things for her is that
she wants the people who come in to see her to feel comfortable.  I think
she'll spend as much time as you want or need; she'll tell you what she's
going to do and why, and let you ask any questions.  You don't need to be
at all shy.  Even though you might feel a little uncomfortable about even
being there in the beginning, you'll get over that pretty quick.  You'll
see she's easy to talk to.  So be sure to ask her any questions that you
want answers to, especially the ones you might be embarrassed to ask your
mom or me!  She's YOUR doctor, and it's her job to make sure everything's
working right and that you have all the answers that you need.  Okay,
Munchkin?"

   "Okay, Robbie." Trey seemed a little more reassured, sounding a bit more
confident.

   Robbie signed them in at the doctor's and began filling out the various
required forms, using the insurance information that Lindsey had passed
along.  A couple of minutes before their 2:30 appointment time, the nurse
came out to the waiting room and asked, "Tracey Morse?"

   "Trey.  That's me," she timidly replied.

   Beaming a wide smile, the nurse came over extending her hand.  "Oh. 
Trey.  Hi Trey.  I'm Sharon, Dr.  Carey's nurse.  It's wonderful to meet
you!  Won't you come with me?" To Robbie, she said, "we're going to check
her out good, and she'll be back out to you before you even know it!" Her
happy demeanor was infectious, and Trey walked hand in hand with Sharon
back into the examination room area.

   Robbie waited.  And waited.  And waited.  It was nearly fifty minutes
before his friend, Donna (Dr.  Carey) came out and asked Robbie to join him
in her private office for a few minutes.  "Trey is having some
"woman-to-woman" conversations with Sharon, Robbie, so I wanted to spend a
few minutes to review my results with you."

   "Thanks Donna.  I really appreciate this".

   "Don't mention it!  I'm happy with the referral.  I think the Morse
women are going to be a wonderful addition to my patient list!"

   "Trey is truly a beautiful little girl, and she appears to be developing
normally, if a little bit on the early side.  But she's not really at all
out of what we consider to be the `norm'.  But I wanted to ask you, are you
aware that she's sexually active?"

   Rob nearly choked on the life saver he'd been sucking on.  "Wha wha wha
whatt???" he stuttered.

   "Oh relax, Robbie," she chuckled, "I don't mean that she's having
intercourse, at least not yet from what I can tell.  But she's definitely
been exploring down there, which again is to be completely expected for a
girl her age, especially as she approached her first menstrual cycle.  All
those hormones are absolutely waging a war inside of her, awakening all
kinds of new feelings and sensations.  I'd actually be more concerned if
she weren't starting to experiment a little bit."

   "Are you for real, Donna?  She's not even 12 years old yet, fer cryin'
out loud!"

   "And she's just taken a huge step into becoming a woman, Rob!  Relax.  I
just wanted to make you aware, since you might start to notice some pretty
startling changes in her behavior, so be warned.  In the meantime, I agree
with her Mom's assessment, that some hormone therapy will probably help
Trey, both to moderate her discomfort as well as to better regulate the
timing of her periods.  This medication is often referred to as a type of
birth control medication, but it's much more than that.  I've decided to go
with an implanted type which is good for 90 days.  That way, she won't have
to worry about remembering to take her pill every day, or when to stop, and
all that kind of thing.  You or Mrs.  Morse will simply have to drop by
with Trey every 3 months for just a couple of minutes to refresh the
implant.  Do you have any questions?"

   "I guess not, Donna.  Thanks so much for all you've already done.  How
did Trey do with the exam itself?"

   "Oh, she was an absolute dream, Robbie.  She wanted me to explain
everything I was doing and what it was for and then she didn't seem to fuss
at all as we did what we needed to do.  She handled it better even than a
lot of my adult patients."

   Oh, that's so great, Donna.  Again, thank you so, so much!"

   "Don't mention it.  Let's go see if the little lady has finished
interrogating Sharon!"

   They found Trey and Sharon idly chatting in one of the open exam rooms
down the hall.  "Ready to go, Sweetheart?" Robbie was pleased to see her
hop off the table to take his hand, starting to head out the door.

   "I've already made follow-up appointments for Trey every 3 months for
the next year," Sharon informed him as they walked down the hall.  "I'm
looking forward to seeing her again."

   "How do you feel about that, Little One?" Robbie inquired.

   "Yeah!  I'll be back then!" Trey assured Sharon.

   "So how was it?" Robbie asked as he drove them home.

   Trey's normal state of animation seemed to be reappearing.  "Well, ....
there were just a couple of kind of uncomfortable parts, but mostly it was
not bad at all.  It was even kind of fun a lot of the time.  You were
right, Robbie, Dr.  Carey is really neat!  She didn't treat me like a
little kid at all!  She explained everything, and even showed me how some
of those scary looking devices worked.  Sometimes, I was a little
embarrassed, but she told me it was completely normal."

   "What was normal?"

   "Ummm ....  well this is a little embarrassing again, but every once in
a while, I was getting little tingles down there," Trey explained, casting
a sidelong glance down at her lap, "but Dr Carey said that was a normal
reaction for a woman to what she was doing.  A woman, Robbie.  She talked
to me like a woman, not a little girl!"

   "Oh, Sweetheart!  Some of us, like me and your mom, would like to have
you stay a little girl forever.  But I guess there's no way to avoid your
growing up!  So, how are you feeling now?"

   "Much better.  I'm still a little sore and achy from the cramping from
my - well, from my you know" (blushing) " - and I am a little bit sore from
what Dr Carey was doing, but I really do feel much better."

   Thinking quickly to himself, Robbie decided he might try moving up his
planned schedule, jumping ahead to another step in his scheme.  "Tell you
what, Little One.  When we get home, I'll run a nice warm bath for you in
my whirlpool tub, with some soothing oils and lots of bubbles.  I think the
nice warm bath along with the whirlpool jets on low will help work some of
the stiffness and soreness out of your body.  After you're done with your
bath, I'll finish you off with a nice relaxing massage, and then you can
take a little bit of a snooze for a couple of hours before dinner.  Now
that you're exams are finished, you don't have to get up for school in the
morning, so you can stay up a little later tonight if you want, and with a
nap, you won't fall asleep too early.  How does that sound?

   "MMMmmmm.  Sounds good.  I like that idea."

   "Okay, that's the plan, then."



   Chapter 4

   Robbie got Trey set up in his bathroom so she could enjoy her bubble
bath.  "When you're finished, just put on this robe" handing her a warm,
fluffy terrycloth bathrobe, "and then come into the spare bedroom.  I'll
have everything all set up in there for your massage.  Sound good?"

   "Okay!"

   Robbie pulled out and set up the massage table with special features
that he had personally designed.  He lit several scented candles and placed
them around the room.  He warmed several containers of variously scented
massage oils in a large bowl of warm water, plugged in the cord that
extended from one of the table legs and ran through a checklist of tests on
various functions.  He had just completed all of his preparations when Trey
softly knocked on the door.

   "May I help you, Madame?"

   Trey giggled a little and then tried to sound serious, "Yes, my good
man, is this where I come for my massage?"

   "Oh, mais oui, Madame.  Let me help you onto the massage table." He
helped her to sit up on the edge of the table and then, before having her
turn over to lie on her stomach, he took hold of the tie on her robe. 
Looking into her eyes, Robbie reassured her, "I'm just going to loosen this
before you lay down, so I can move the robe around as I need to for the
massage.  Okay, Sweetheart?"

   "Mmmm.  Okay."

   "Now just lie down and make sure your face fits comfortably into that
hole up there."

   Liberally coating his hands with the now warm massage oil, Robbie
started her massage with those areas that he could easily access with her
robe still completely intact.  He started with her toes and feet, being
careful to avoid tickling her as he worked on each individual toe and then
using strong fingers to probe and stroke the tops of her feet and then the
soles while holding each one firmly in his other hand.

   Trey quickly realized that this was going to be a serious massage and
began to settle herself more comfortably into the deeply padded surface of
the table.  Robbie moved over to her side, and began to work on her right
hand and arm, which he could work on through the wide, oversized sleeves of
the robe.  He worked on each individual finger and massaged firmly into the
palm of her hand, then followed the bones along the back of her hand and on
up to her lower arm.  "Mmmm.  I didn't know that a hand massage could feel
so nice," Trey murmured.

   "We're just getting started, Princess.  The best is yet to come," as he
moved over to start on her left hand, and then on up along that arm.  Trey
was letting out sporadic, quiet moans that sounded more like satisfied
purring.  Moving up to the top of the table, Robbie began a gentle scalp
massage, slowly making his way down to her neck.  He first simply folded
back the collar of the robe to allow him to better get to her neck, then
started to roll the top back to gain access to her shoulders as his massage
started to cover more area.

   Soon enough, Robbie was rolling the top of the robe back to totally
reveal her shoulders while continuing his steady, firm strokes.  His
fingers were still extending down under the robe as the strokes lengthened.
Soon enough, it seemed simpler to just slip her arms out of the sleeves so
Robbie could roll the robe the rest of the way down her back, folding it
back so it lay across her firmly rounded butt.

   Now he began the serious part of the massage, running up and down the
full length of her back, adding more of the soothing oil as needed, digging
in just slightly with his thumbs to follow the bones of her spine and ribs,
rubbing along the sinews and muscles, making sure to manipulate
continuously till he could feel the tension in each muscle begin to loosen
up.  Every few strokes he would manage to probe at that spot in the middle
of the left side just above her hip bone, poking into that sensitive nerve
bundle and able to detect her butt flex in response even while still
covered by the folded robe.

   Unobtrusively reaching under the edge of the table, Robbie turned a
small dial a quarter turn, listening for the whisper quiet sound that
confirmed the mechanism had been activated.  This was a series of very thin
metal rollers embedded into the padding in the area just underneath Trey's
chest.  These rollers were linked in a belted assembly that when activated
caused them to turn while being pulled slightly from side to side.  Charged
with a very low voltage electric current, the overall effect was a gentle
rippling effect coupled with a nearly indiscernible tingling in the breast
and nipples.

   Moving down to the foot of the table, Robbie quickly recoated her feet
with oil and gave them another brief rub, then moved further up from the
ankle to the knee on each leg.  He activated another feature of the table,
releasing a lock that kept that end of the table clamped together. 
Unlocked, the base of the table was comprised of two sections that were now
free to swing out, each side providing full support to each leg, while
allowing Robbie to step right in between her legs while he worked on her.
Robbie smoothly executed this change, spreading the two sides only barely
by an inch or two at a time.  Trey didn't even notice the difference.  Her
legs being gradually separated seemed a normal and necessary part of the
massage as Robbie's hands continued their slow, steady progress up higher
on her legs.

   Robbie started to work from her right knee with both hands, firmly
massaging Trey's lower thigh, again using plenty of oil as his thumbs
gently but noticeably dug into the muscles on the back of her leg and the
inside of her thigh.  His hands moving further up pushed the bottom edge of
her robe along with them, His strokes worked inexorably higher, the fingers
of his right hand now in contact with the bottom flare of the right cheek
of her firm ass, fingers of his left hand closing in on but not yet
touching the juncture between her legs.

   Robbie was now closely monitoring the periodic clenching of Trey's butt,
as the work he was doing on her thigh could not avoid igniting sparks in
her core pleasure center.  He reached under the edge of the table again to
twist another dial and another mechanism (similar to the one under her
chest but smaller and centered directly under her pubis) started to provide
its subtle stimulation directly to her pubic mound.

   Moving to Trey's left knee, Robbie again began the slow, deliberate
massage, moving upward and pushing that side of her robe up as he went.  He
watched as she was now beginning to rhythmically grind her pelvis down into
the padded table, trying to increase the pressure against the unknown
source of these pleasurable sensations.

   Her robe now completely gathered up across her butt, rolled down from
the top and pushed up from the bottom, no longer concealed much other than
the next area of concentration for his massaging hands.  Placing his left
hand firmly onto Trey's left butt cheek, he used his right hand to flip
that side of the robe across and watched as it now slid the rest of the way
off and down onto the floor.

   Robbie's thumbs were slipping into the crevice between her cheeks,
spreading them apart to display the perfect dark star of Trey's anus while
he provided pulsating pressure with the rest of his fingers on the top of
her ass, moving in the same rhythm she had initiated, helping to press her
pudenda down into the padded, tingling table.  A quick twist of a third
hidden dial initiated the final adjustment he planned on making to the
table during this session: the center most area underneath Trey's groin
slowly began to lift by just a couple of inches countered by a proportional
downward slant of the top and bottom sections, resulting in her assuming a
slightly bent over appearance with her pelvis slightly raised up as she now
actively humped the table.

   Coated in oil, Robbie's thumbs had begun working lower down the crease
between her bottom cheeks, stroking along Trey's perineum.  She was puffing
out soft groans timed with her thrusts.  Bending over her back as he
continued to work on her, Robbie whispered in hotly into her ear, "Is this
where you were feeling a little sore from Dr.  Carey's exam?"

   "Mmnnn.  Unngghhh.  Mmnnn, yessss." Trey softly moaned, continuing her
humping, "but a little further down, too.  Unghh."

   "Is this helping to make it feel better?" Robbie inquired while working
his thumbs slightly lower, feeling her abundant juices joining with the
oils he had been using.

   "Unngghhh, oh yesss.  Mmnn.  Yesss!"

   Robbie still had one more adjustment to make and he freed one hand to
make that adjustment now.  That final adjustment was to pull the end of the
draw string on his oversized running shorts, knowing they were loose enough
that he could easily cause them to slip down to his feet, and that's
exactly what he did.

   Robbie had decided that this was the day he would actually enjoy his
first complete taking of Trey's succulent fruits.  He knew that it would be
several days before the effects from the implant had built up enough to
offer reasonably effective birth control protection, but at the same time
he also knew that she had just finished her period, making it extremely
unlikely that his potent seed would have any chance of impregnating her.

   The head of his cock was by now an angry red and had been seeping
pre-cum constantly over the last half hour.  But Robbie was absolutely
committed to the very core of his being that the initial introduction of
his weapon into her sheath would be the deepest, most soul-stirringly
satisfying and overwhelming sensual experience she had had to date.

   Trey's humping was becoming increasingly frantic as she ground her pussy
harder and harder against the tingling padding of the table.  Her pubis was
now in constant motion, scribing a circular pattern as she rubbed herself
against the pad.  Robbie's hips carefully, slowly, jutted forward, till he
felt the plum-like helmet in the scantest contact with the ring of her
opening.  Just that hardly perceptible touch was enough to enflame Trey's
movements to a frenzied pace.  Now she was humping back also, not only down
onto the surface of the table, but backwards to try to find that mysterious
invader.

   Robbie's thumbs continued their work, softly stroking in circles around
the mouth of her opening and continued whispering hotly into Trey's ear,
"Is this where you were sore?"

   "Yesss," Trey hissed, "and, unngghh, inside!  uhuhuhungghh." Humping. 
Panting.  Gasping.  Hunching ...

   "You want me to massage you here?" thumbs still circling at the outside
of her opening, the slickened cockhead making intermittent entry into the
gasping opening.

   "Ohh Goddd, unghnn, Yess!  And, unnghh, inside." Pelvis, pubis, jumping.
Hunching.

   "You want me to massage inside?"

   "Oh yess!  Oh God!  Ohhhhh, yes, deeeep inside!" Frantic pounding into
the padded table.

   Robbie's heated whispering continued in her ear, "what can I use to
massage deep inside?"

   " Oh!  Oh God.  Oh unnngghhh.  Anything.  Anything!  Unnggghhh.  Deep.
Oh God." Hunching.  Humping.  Gasping.

   "I'm gonna try something, silky smooth but hard.  It may be what you
need," whispered hotly into her ear.

   "Oh God.  OHhh GGoodddd.  Anything.  Please.  Anything.  Please rub it.
Please Robbie, Please.  Massage me there.  Massage me deep there,"
whimpering, almost crying now.

   "Okay, my Little Love, I'm going to try this now," sliding the mushroom
head deliberately through the entrance and into the beginnings of her
tunnel.

   "Oh.  Oh.  Oh Robbie!  Oh!  What is that, Robbie?  Robbie!  It's good
Robbie.  Oh God, it's good, Robbie.  It's so warm, Robbie.  What is it?  Oh
God, it's good!" Trey's pelvis, her entire mid-section, had stilled,
seemingly paralyzed, suspended in mid air as she tried to identify, tried
to understand this new sensation.

   As for Robbie, he was trying to get his heart to restart!  What he was
feeling was so far beyond anything he could have ever dreamed of, it quite
literally took his breath away, and he too hung motionless in the air for
what seemed like minutes.  He pulled back just a fraction before sliding in
again, an inch, and inch and a half further this time.  "It's a cock,
Trey," his hot lips now breathing directly into her burning ear.

   "A cock?"

   "Unngh," now Robbie couldn't help moaning also.  "You remember, from the
other night?"

   Trey's incredible cunt remained mostly still but he could see it was
beginning to vibrate, the corded muscled on the inside of her thighs now
tensing and flexing.  "Ohh Godddddd!  Oh yeah.  I remember!" He felt
tremors, ripples inside her sheath, working on the intruder.

   Back out a fraction, in another inch.  "Robbie, Robbiee, Ro-R- Ro
Robbiee!  Oh God Robbiee!  Oh God!  It's good.  It's so good, Robbie!  Oh,
Robbie.  Deeper, Robbie.  Oh God.  Oh GODDD!!" Now Trey was beginning to
thrust back onto him, wholly unaware of what she was doing, what it was she
was impaling herself on.

   Robbie allowed his thrusts to lengthen.  "It's MY cock, Trey," he moaned
into her ear.

   "Your cock, Robbie?  Oh God.  Ohhh, Goddddd!  Ohhhh, you ...  you have a
cock, Robbie?" He chuckled only slightly at this display of her innocence
and naiveté.

   Trey had taken his entire cock without the slightest discomfort.  Her
vagina was so incredibly tight around him and those ripples were
threatening to undo his best intentions, but she was obviously so
passionately heated, so well prepared that she experienced absolutely no
pain.  It was total, indescribable bliss!  For both of them.

   Deciding it was time, Robbie reached down to turn the control higher for
the pad underneath Trey's pubis, knowing it would help in stimulating her
clitoris.  "You want the cock to fuck you, Trey?"

   "MMMMmnnmmm!  Ohh Goddddd!"

   "You want MY cock to fuck you, Trey?" He began steady long thrusts,
backing almost all the way out before reversing and pushing deep into her
core.  In and out.  In and out Steady, deep thrusts.

   "Oh Robbie!  Oh Robbie!  Oh, Fuck me, Robbie!  Oh Fuck me!  Fuck me with
your cock, Robbie!  Fuck me!  Fuck Me, Robbie!" Trey's moaning steadily
rising in pitch was driving Robbie into a higher frenzy.  He knew that Trey
was entirely clueless as to what she was really saying.  She was
remembering the chanting cries she was making last week, while still
naively unaware of what she was saying and what it really meant. 
Blissfully ignorant, in fact, of the fact that that is exactly what Robbie
was now doing to her.

   Steady cadence accelerating.  Harder.  Deeper.  Thrusting.  Now feeling
Trey's first orgasm rippling through the walls of her tunnel.  "OH OH OHH
OHH OHHHHH Oh RoBBIEEE!" Her groin now quivering, grinding against his as
she peaked.  Yet he barely slowed, continuing his pile driving action.  In.
Out.  In.  Out.  In.  "Oh Robbie!.  Oh God.  Oh God.  Oh God, Robbie!  Oh,
God, fuck me Robbie!  Fuck me more!  Fuck me Robbie, Deeper!  Harder.  Fuck
me Robbie!"

   Thrusts coming faster.  Intensity increasing.  Unable to get his mind
around the incredible, velvety, slick sensations of being inside of her. 
Robbie was close.  Thrusting.  Thrilled by her continuing cries for him to
do what he was so intensely doing.  Oh God!  "Oh God" "Oh God" He was
starting to join her in the mantra.  "Oh God.  Oh God.  Oh God, Yes!  Yes!
YESSSS!" they were both now screaming out as Robbie lunged in a final
desperate effort to utterly consume her with his cock.  "YES YESS
YESSSSSS!!!!"

   He had grasped her up into an enfolding bear hug, his hands now trying
to press her wonderful breasts back to her backbone, fingers twisting her
nipples to the point of pain.  Shivering, quivering in the final death
throes!  Both bodies absolutely rigid .......

   It was minutes.  Yes, minutes.  Many minutes, before either one of them
could even draw a gasping, shuddering breath.  Panting for several more
minutes before just slightly loosening the suffocating embrace, not yet
willing to actually let go.  Gently letting her back down onto the padded
table, but staying close behind her.  By now, Robbie was familiar with
Trey's habit of falling into a deep, trancelike state after achieving a
strong orgasm, and he thought this one certainly qualified.  It sure as
hell had for him!  Never.  Never.  Never in his life had he experienced
such an intense sexual encounter.  He hoped it was only the first.

   He carefully gathered Trey up into his strong arms, taking her into her
bedroom and covering her with the comforter.

   This was going to be a GREAT summer!