They spend the entire day swimming in the ocean, picking grapes and waiting for the wood to dry, touching it every hour until their father declared it... was dry enough.It was just before sunset when they finished building the pyre and stood around it with their fingers crossed. They placed a large amount of dried leaves with twigs on them and placed various sized dried wood around. Their father pulled out the flare, shook it, twisted the top off, and stroked it.Blazing red sparks immediately. “Please, just not too tight…” My voice was silenced as he showed me the gag. “Be quiet and remember you belong to me now. Can you behave or do I need to use this? If you can follow the rules, I will not use this. If you can be good, not fight me and stay quiet, I will not use the gag. That is your choice.” I nodded my acknowledgement of his rules. “I will try to be good,” I answered, with a grin. “Then we will both enjoy this,” he said, as he caressed my cheek. I relaxed, allowed him to. One maybe two seconds later he gave a deep groan and I could feel him cum in my mouth, I didn’t swallow I just let his seed drip out and onto the floor, seconds later he’d gone limp and then I stood up and as we made eye contact again I said “You wanna taste some teenage cock Mr. Shaw”, he stuttered “I, I, I, Can’t”.Grabbing his sponge off the floor I lathered up my cock, then I turned him around to face the wall, I ran the sponge up his bum crack as I said “Ok” pulling his buttocks apart and. Before him was a queen-sized bed with a leather bound headboard and a pair of nightstands. Matching lamps sat on the nightstands.“Would it be okay if I changed into something?” she asked.“Sure.”Kara stepped into a walk-in closet and closed the door. Adam switched on one of the lamps and switched off the ceiling fixture. He stripped to his briefs, placing his clothes on a chair.She emerged from the closet wearing a short black nylon slip. Its hem barely covered her buttocks. Kara stood before.