One of the other boys came into the kitchen to see what was taking so long and joined in. He comes up behind lifting my skirt and rubbing my pussy mou...d. I spread my legs and he begins to finger me. I can feel his hard, young cock pressing against my ass. Another boy came to the door of the kitchen. When he saw what was happening he said, “Bring the party back in here.”I was led back into the living room where they lay me on the couch - literally!! My sweater was pulled up. Young hands and. 'HOLY CRAP! You guys never do anything light weight, do you?', Mark yelped back. 'Here I was thinking I had scheduling problems, but your's takes the cake for sure.''Yeah, well if you think that's something, you'd better hang on to your shorts for this next bit. Because out of the total hatch, at least seventy five are a variety we've never seen before, and get this, they have already named themselves as a group. They are calling themselves Gatekeepers, and no, we don't have a clue what that. He had lived with Indian women and he knew that copulation was not much different than eating or sleeping with them and most of the time a lot less important. It was so drastically non-civilized in logic that it gave him a headache just to contemplate it whilst poking sweet Sue’s lubricated channel of feminine welcome.He found his hand had wandered down to Sue’s posterior and he pushed his naughty thumb into her nether entrance just to see if it was as tight as the last time he attempted to. In her right hand was a very big paddle. My head was still spinning and I couldn't get up. She grabbed him by the ear and spun him around. Come with me she said and looking at me said you stay here. I just laid there like a slug as she pulled him out of the room. I heard him saying no mom and she said shut up. Suddenly all I heard was whack! whack! whack! followed by mom please stop!I staggered to my feet forgetting about my clothes, and struggled to the door. As I looked out he was bent over.