Jason lay over the Friar's knee all the time he could feel the Friar's right hand groping his bottom while he felt the Friar's left had massage his ba...ck,the Friar by now had slipped his left hand under Jason's shirt and was gently massaging his bare back.Then Jason jerked,out of surprise more than pain as he felt the first slap land on his left rump.Another slap was followed by another and then another,then more groping before a long rhythmic spanking began to take effect.Jason could feel his. We had to go inland for the size we needed, chopping down the bamboo with our machetes. We had devised a harness from several seatbelts and using a length of attached heavy wire the girls would drag the burden to the beach. I overhead "yassur boss" comments addressed in my direction as a result of this labor. I had also noticed Jennifer took a delight in using a switch on Brittany's behind if she felt the other girl was lagging.The girls had deepened their own special relationship apart from. She was back with the plastic cup of ice within a couple of minutes. She held a cube to my mouth. I took the ice without a word. I knew then that I was really sick. Even if she was married, I would have sucked her fingers any other time, just for the shock value of it. Okay maybe not really done it, but I would have at least tried. That day, all I wanted was the water. I knew then that the no liquid or solids meant my gut was damaged. I'm no doctor, but it was strikingly similar to the surgery. One hand went to my balls the other gripping my shaft, her mouth still pistoning up and down. Cum you bastard, I want to taste it, fill my mouth and in moments her demand was met as my nuts dumped their load into her mouth and throat. She stood, the three seats reclined, the center arm rest disappeared. I was somewhat conscious of her lowering my body down onto this quickly formed bed. Her dripping snatch was lowered onto my face, and my lips and tongue instinctively went to pleasuring this hot.