Her hand reached down, took my cock in a little to hard grip and drew it along her pussy, parting the pussy-lips and tried to sink down. Moaned a litt...e disappointed when I didn't allow herShe tore her mouth from mine."Put it IN!" she hissed."Michael?" I asked though I wanted to say 'Pam'. I wasn't so sure that this was a good thing to do."Look at them," she whispered.I had to turn around to see them and when I spotted them I saw that they had made their way to the beach and that Pam sat on. ..I with both of them...I with the slave girl of Miss Zena...I with the male slave of Miss Zena...Oh... oh... ohhh... the disgusting horror of that male contact I am forced into. He too is equally revolted, I am sure. They love to make us do things to each other of which even a****ls would be ashamed.We have no choice.Unless one prefers to be whipped beyond all reason.Oh, by the gods, sometimes I wish they would literally whip me to death. At least then, it would be all over.The quietus of. I really want to put my arms around her and push up against her, and kiss her. Sometimes she stands beside me, real close and maybe accidentally touches me and the other day she came up behind and pressed herself right up against me and looked over my shoulder as I was working. I could smell her perfume and her breast was sort of squashed against my arm.I don’t think she has ever ‘done it’ but when she does that I wonder if she has. I don’t think so though. I wanted to turn around and push. We got to talkin a bit later, and figured if the boys have been teachin the girls, they've seen it all, too. So why close the door when we're makin' whooppee? The k**s started comin' to the door and watchin us, so why try to hide it?" She smiled, nodding her head. " Our parents are the same. We all learned from watching them, and trying each other. All of us have had everyone in the two families. From the oldest to the youngest. Why don't you and your wife and daughter come over some time to.