“Serker!” Wakko shouted from near Phil’s ear.Phil spun as he felt something behind him yanking on his shirt. He heard the sound of tearing cloth.... Twisting in the other direction, he noticed his shirt gaping, the flap striking his back. One berserker tried to stab him, missing as Phil shifted to the side. The other recovered, turning to confront him.Before Phil could plan his next move, they both raced toward him, aiming their swords like stingers at his heart. He jumped back, twisting as he. They're hyped up, away from home and spending the company's money like drunken sailors.They're also obnoxious, I noted as the man with the grey streaked hair and the wedding band ever-so-casually slid his hand up my skirt to paw at my ass. "Tequila shots," he ordered, surprisingly absolutely no one (tequilla shots are standard issue for this sort), "and maybe some sex on the beach?" he giggled as he snapped my thong with his thumb and slapped my butt. His people laughed heartily (in their. .. Unghhh!!... Unghhh!!... Unghhh!!...“I felt each cock in turn flood my wicked whore-slut body with nasty cum, and I heard granpa and my brothers moaning and grunting and calling me names.“…fucking whore!!… cum-drinking!!… cock-sucking!!… suck my dick!... wicked slut whore!!... cum bucket sex toy!!...”It was music to my ears, and my body convulsed in one awesome, earth-shaking orgasm after another until I absolutely fucked myself into a coma, I swear I did!After I sucked all their limp cocks. Claudia, more than the rest, looked ready to kill someone.“Cory," Conner said, obviously choosing his words with care, “How old do you think we are? Tell us, from oldest on down.”“Well, Cory temporized, “I'd say you and Lisa are nineteen, maybe twenty, Robert, maybe eighteen, I'd guess James, Jill, and Jennifer are around sixteen or a bit less, exceptionally bright, but underage, and I figured Claudia was Robert's kid sister, twelve, at the most.”Conner shook his head sadly, Robert restrained.