I found the fucking absolutely delicious. And it was over much too quickly. But hey, it had been nice, and I knew that even it was over for today, tom...orrow would be another day with more fucking.For two weeks the guys fucked me every day. According to a regular routine. When Peter fucked me first today, Martijn had the first turn tomorrow.It was delicious. It was a secret. It was wrong. And it felt oh so good.At first the girls were enthusiastic and excited. They loved it to watch when I was. I pleaded with him saying " please.. no... dont hurt me". He ignored me as he started to spread apart the towel that was wraped around me. I felt him start rubing my inner thigh. I whimpered as he started to kiss my neck. I tryed agian to plea with him saying "stop... please.. no" but agian he ingnored me. i turned away knowing he wasnt going to stop. I felt him start rubing my pussy. He moved his way up my stomach to my breasts. He started fondleing them and sqezzing them. I let out a. ” My face began to beam. “But, you’ve got to at least tell me your name.”I was taken aback and remained silent for a few seconds until a word formed inside my head as if it had been waiting to be used.“Ericka.” I smiled as I spoke. “Ericka.” Malcolm smiled in turn.“Okay, Ericka.” There was another silence, it seemed there were many during this encounter. “Well, I have a spare room down the hall from my own where you can stay.”“Thank you, Malcolm.”“No problem, would you like me to show you now. 4:30 am, time to take a quick shower and load me and mom's gear in the truck. I walk down the hallway carrying two large back packs full of camping equipment when I am slapped with smells of coffee, bacon, eggs and pancakes. I stand by the front door now looking into the kitchen. I observe my mother, Elaine, who is already showered and dressed, and is in a calmed frenzy preparing a big plate of all the delicious fixings. She sees me, smiles and brings the plate into the dining room where she.