I did...along with someone else.

Following the river as instructed, I did eventually come upon the spring that Mr. Freman had mentioned. And as I drew closer, I spied a couple of dark figures in the distance, his sons I presumed, and a third lighter figure kneeling between them. The noises they were making became more obvious as well.

I do not know why, but I chose to continue my advance, under the cover of the foliage and stay silent, unwilling to disturb the scene before me. Coming within earshot, I pressed my back against a sizeable tree, and looked around it at them.

As I had said before, the Freman boys were indistinguishable from a distance, and the young white woman they were with was unknown to me. She had light brown hair that was tied up behind her head, and the top of her dress was undone, letting her full breasts bounce and sway freely as she served both young men with her mouth and hands. Either Phillip or Jacob, the one who she was using her mouth with, took hold of her head and began to guide it away from him to his brother. The young woman obliged with a smile, and the other brother simply reached down to squeeze and knead at one of her breasts. "Take care of him, pet," the first one said, "my little brother's birthday was just last week, and he's been looking forward to this for even longer."

Releasing him from her mouth, she pulled the young men closer, pressed their cocks together skywards, and put her face down between them, a focused look on her face, as if she were measuring them. "Are you sure he's the little brother, my dear?" she grinned, with a teasing lift in her voice. The younger brother had an embarrassed look on his face, while the elder scowled at his sweetheart, one assumes. Giggling, she kissed their tips lightly, before returning to her former affections, coating both of them with her saliva and using her hands to slide up and down them.

From where I was hiding, they looked to be about the same length, but then I frowned deeply, questioning myself as to why I would be even the slightest bit interested in which Freman brother had the longer penis. Shaking my head, I looked again.

Things had changed. Now, the young woman had gotten to her feet, but was bent over forwards with, again one assumes, the younger brother in her mouth. The elder brother behind her was pulling up her skirts, exposing her creamy thighs and pert bottom. Licking his fingers, he slid them up between her legs, preparing her slightly, before taking hold of himself and mounting her. Her fingers gripped tighter around the younger brother's legs as the one behind her started to thrust strongly into her. Securing his grip on her hip, he grabbed at her hair bundle and presented it to his brother. "Take hold of this, get her head where you want it to be, and then move your hips like I do."

Snapping out of his distraction, the younger brother tentatively reached out to take it, but hesitated, "Are, are you sure?" he asked, his voice quivering, "I, I, I don't want to hurt her..."

"Aw... aren't you the sweet one? Then why don't we move on to something that will only make me feel good?" she cooed, releasing him from her grip. Looking over her shoulder, she said to his brother, "are you alright with that, love?"

With a couple more thrusts, he held himself deep within her and grunted. "Yeah... yeah. So long as you promise to introduce him to girl like you too."

Straightening up and stepping away, she smirked and winked at him, as if understanding some other meaning to his words. Taking the younger brother's hand, she led him towards a large, mostly flat boulder, and lay down on her back on it. I had to strain to hear, but opening her legs, she said to him to not be afraid and to come closer. But before he could take another step, there was shouting for them coming from downriver.

The elder brother's head snapped in that direction. "Shit. It's father. I thought that we'd have more time because of that McKay fellow," he growled. I can't be sure about the young woman, but his brother turned to him with a look of panic, confusion, and despair.