"None yet," I said with a smile, "but I intend to have some." How gallant," she said. "Since she's not here, you can assist me." She turned and said, ...Hook me up."The back of her shiny dress lay open over her lacy shift and boned stays. I did the hooks quickly, and she turned and gave me a deep curtsey that displayed her fine, upraised boobies which stood half out of her tight-fitting gown. "Thank you, m'seur," she said with a smile. "Perhaps later, you might return for a visit since I am quite. Sarah and little Marie were thrashing their asses about and loud muffled gruntal moans were coming from both of them. Gruntal moans of terrible pain from the ant stings.The two helpers stayed right there and were absolutely watching these girls go through hell and their pussies swollen out so much and their clits swelled out and burning red where they were stung. Then they sat their boxes down again and reached in and took something slowly out. Out in the open they had what. I was half-way through my final year of university and a couple of my best girlfriends had decided to drag me away to some place warm and summery to escape the cold and forget about uni for a couple of weeks. Due to a mistake with our flight reservations, I had ended up flying out a day early, with the instigators of this whole adventure arriving 24 hours behind me. After an amazing breakfast at the resort I had decided to indulge in a massage in one of the open huts on the beach, perhaps. He was thin- if he had any muscle, it was not very defined- and both the box and his wavy blond hair conspired to hide his face from hers.She wanted to ask Claude what was going on, who were these people, but then more arrived.It was another man, short, with a pronounced widows peak. Claude greeted him like an old friend, and directed the two girls carrying his luggage with another bot. They were younger than her, asian, and identical.She didn't have long to look. Claude took hold of her.