One of them was quite a ‘big’ girl probably a size 16 (UK) or more but she carried it well without looking ‘fat’. Her tits must have been at l...east 38 DD’s and they were flying all over the place as she was chased by the lads who would try to trip her over. I noticed one of them would make sure he got a good handful of ass or tit each time he caught her before tripping her into the surf. I giggled to myself as I watched the little game they were playing when I noticed the skinny girls weren’t. When I'd first arrived I'd been weak and soft, little more than a puppy, but now I could hold my own and our playing was often rough. I used my hands, of course, which was the only real advantage I had, but I was quick as well. My reflexes had improved and I learned to read my brothers well, anticipating their movements. And while I got my fair share of scratches and bites, more often than not I could force any one of them down, wrapping my legs around him as I pushed his heads up and back,. “You mean I’ve just been sitting here, zoned out for twenty-three minutes?” “Looks that way,” Brenda replied. “How did you even manage to trance with no sound or video?” “Your eyes,” Katie said. “When I saw them glaze over, it was like you pulled me into the trance with you.” Brenda sighed. “Well, I guess we won’t be trying that again.” “So how do we find out what’s on the video?” “We need to get someone who’s never seen it to watch it bit by bit, I think. But better than how we did it.” Katie. Which meant there were no workers there late at night and no random guys heading for a piss after coming home from the bar or when waking from their sleep. Anyone going into that bathroom at that time knew why they were going there. I had to admit to myself, I knew why I was there ...I continued stroking my cock, slowly, waiting to see if anyone would arrive. My slit was leaking pre-cum. I was aroused, excited, nervous and terrified all at the same time. I never really thought I'd put myself in.