She said with a mischievous smile, "All right. Let us start by getting youdressed. If this is my fantasy you now have to take a shower and come outnak...d." I started to walk. She caught my wrist in a iron grip. I tried to breakaway but was helpless. She produced a red rope from under the bed. Shetwisted my hand behind my back and tied them tightly. The rope cut into myskin. "I don't want you to play with yourself before we are ready. Nowkiss my feet and move to obey." I said, "No way."She. "I bet you love licking his ass!" She moaned her response as coach, with his knees slightly bent, held her mouth firmly against his rectum with both of his strong hands. His cock was twitching back to life as his face took on an intense, bestial look. Grabbing one of her strong, sexy legs in both arms and hugging it to my firm chest, I started fucking Kaylie fast and hard. My dick had an inch of length on Coach and was a bit thicker so I wasn't surprised when I heard Kaylie muffle a loud scream. I could see Jim's wispy blonde hair out of the corner of my eye.Jim was holding an empty glass, and wore an expression of concern mixed with anger."Jonathan you little bastard you drank yourself into a goddamn stupor!"I simply groaned in response. My head was pounding. I had never been this drunk before. I tried to sit up, and the dull throb behind my eyes broke into a splitting blinding pain. I dropped back down to the floor with a grunt.In the back of my mind I realized my chair had tipped. Yann introduced us as his employer and co-workers.They all looked the boys over disapprovingly. Seven guys, dressed in pink, all of them looking easy-access fuckable. I saw his brother and sister exchange a look with their mother. There was an exchange of French - and then an exchange in another language. Yann was clearly in the middle of it.Then, suddenly, another sister jumped up. "Ok! Let's get you all settled into your rooms, oui?" She gestured to a pair of young ones. "Anton, Bridgette,.