I could feel his bulging manhood ripping me, but I relished every minute of it. Craving more of my hot brother’s penis, I began arching my back upw...rds and then downwards at a fast pace. This created a type of humping motion which repeatedly impaled me on his cock again and again. Hearing my brother’s moans grow louder, I began fucking his massive rod as fast as I could. I then started moving my rear end every which way while I continued to ride him, as I had never wanted someone’s cum in. It went on for a very long time. Never in my life had I felt so powerless. The pungent smell of his sweat was overpowering. For some reason the aroma was oddly pleasant. Eventually I managed a single word-- "Please." I said it again but it wasn't enough. He made me spell it, "P-l-e-a-s-e." Afterward, I was on all fours gasping as he stood over me. I managed to seat myself on a large rock. He said, "You're ashamed, I can tell. Ashamed 'cause I can whup you so easy."I did not respond. I. Before I could get too disappointed though, Chelsea whipped the uniform top up and off. Jennifer played with her own boobs until Chelsea also had that off her.I must say, I liked the tune Jennifer’s mind was playing in her own ears. I wished I could hear it though as it was inspiring a very sensuous and erotic dance. Most of Jennifer’s generous tits were covered by her hands except for when she would spread her fingers wide tantalizing me with brief glimpses of her thick nipples standing out. “Do you understand so far? You may speak.”“Yes sir,” she said softly. “I think so.”“Only think so?”“Is my punishment just silence, sir?”“No. I’m coming to that.”She looked even more worried, but nodded her head.“Right. The actual punishment itself. During that one hour, or any extensions due to breaking the rules I’ve already mentioned, each word spoken in your presence by any person present, so not the AI or any external communications or entertainment, any word, every word, each word, if the.