I slowly walked over to my side of the bed (the one closest to the window door) and started undressing while looking out. Peter was doing the same on ...the other side of the room. I saw Ben slowly walk to the window (I didn't expect him to get close enough to where I could see him).I acted like I couldn't see him, but continued to look in his direction (as if I was looking for him) while taking off my shirt and shorts. I looked at Peter, who was staring at me with a mischievous smile... I knew he. “You didn’t punch the merchant you stole this blanket from.”“He seemed innocent enough, dumb enough. So you were watching, eh? Told you two to stay out of sight, or I’d have to kill him so he didn’t tell anyone you were on the mainland.”“I stayed hidden!” She slithered around in front of him, keeping her hands on his chest throughout the motion. “I have hunted boar and other animals for a hundred years, I’ll have you know.” Silly man, always forgetting.He sighed, and nodded. “Yeah, you’re. “Ooohh fuck!” She screams, “Oh god yes daddy, make me creeeammm!” I can feel my balls tightening as my orgasm approaches.“Aaaaaahhhhhh!!” She cries as her third and final orgasm racks her body. The tightening of her cunt is too much and I cry out as well, shooting her full of cum. The simultaneous orgasms seem to draw power from each other, combining the individual experiences into one massive bout of sensation. It's so powerful I can actually feel myself falling.Wait. I actually am falling!. Kylie did not have to endure his abuse, but shestill had the experience in her mind. She isolated herself, acted morelike a baby; even wet the bed with diapers on. The worse thing for me wasthat she never smiled or said a word. If I came into the room, she wouldlook down and even seemed to shake at times when she seen me. She wouldnot be anywhere near me. At first, I was mad at her, but then Iunderstood that she had a bad experience with a man, and was obviouslyafraid of boys. What could I do.