I was still beaten when somebody entered the room. It was the little Bluebird. "Hi", she stormed inside breathless, "are you punishing the she-monkey,... Noenoe? How sweet. May I help, please?"I got here by the decision of my college schoolmates, who told me how pleasant my life will be with the Hagarch family, and how i need this rest. What they didn't tell me was that all members of the family were sadists. Not dangerous sadists who kill you, but innocent sadists who enjoy whipping you or. "Well ok if you say so," I said in the most convinced sounding tone I could muster.When we got to my house we dropped our book bags and went straight upstairs to my room. I put the game disc in the Xbox and offered him to play first. "Nah I'm good. I'm just gonna watch for a while."Thirty minutes passed and still he didn't want to play. But I noticed that he was looking at me more than he was watching the game. I saw from the corner of my eye his jeans and I saw that he was hard. I was actually. Not just the wise things they were thinking, but the involuntary human emotions and urges. Like you might find yourself fancying one of your parents’ friends, but you don’t seriously think she’s feeling the same way.Joan and John and their kids were one of a group of five or six families we used to see on the beach at the weekend. The eldest child, Michelle, was pretty in a smiley little-girl way, which doesn’t always turn into beautiful when the hormones arrive. Her Mum, Joan, was a bit. I smiled grabbing her tit, “looks like you are pretty comfortable. What have y’all been doing?” Karen looked ashamed as I asked but the guys laughed and chimes in that she had kept everyone well entertained. I got undressed and sat in the tub across from Karen and her new friends. Another guy came up behind Karen and sat on the ledge behind her. She looked at me and I just motioned for her to look. She turned gripping his cock licking from his balls to his uncut cock head before wrapping her.