When the last in a series of games ended in victory forHarold's team, the boy was escorted from the court amid the praiseand support of his new "frien...s" who led him over to theirencampment for that day. Each morning the teenagers would erect asemi-circular wall of surfboards stuck into the sand like picketsin a fence, and thus shielded from prying eyes, they could engagein all kinds of shenanigans. Just what they were up to with Haroldbehind that barricade was becoming a major concern to me,. My wife handed me a wrapped box and slip of paper. “Here take this box to the address on this paper, when you get there do as your told” she said. “Ok, can I ask who will be there” I said nervously. “No, now shut up and get going” she said “and remember, do as your told, whatever your told” she continued walking me toward the door. I got in my car and punched the address into my phone and started driving. The box sat in the passenger seat and I eyed it nervously. It was too short for a crop or. He then motioned for me to fuck his wife's pussy while he licked her clit and she sucked his cock. I then entered Beth but I frequently felt a tongue on my balls, asshole and at the base of my cock. Shortly after, Beth asked for me to do something that I'd never done and to fuck her in the ass. Given how clean she was, I obliged and after some tough pushing, I entered her and pounded her ass while she had orgasm after orgasm. If she was 20 orgasms that night, I'm probably underestimating. This. And again, I was wrong. So wrong.Celeste dropped the suitcases on my porch and was suddenly in my arms, her own arms around my neck, burying her face against me. “Brad,” she said/moaned, “It’s so good to see you.” She pulled her head back and then slowly, softly kissed me on the lips. It was a friendly, warm, brotherly kiss, and then it lengthened for a second, grew some heat, and then was dust.“Can I come in? We need to talk, big guy.” I had said nothing to this point, and I just nodded,.