Her hand now moved and started caressing my skirted legs. "I'm sorryhoney, I probably used the wrong words, nothing is going to be scary foryou, only ...xciting and rewarding, so let me explain a bit more." Si Se?ora Patricia," I replied as I looked down at my skirt where herhand was still resting."Have you ever heard of a Mexican hacienda, Crissie?" Pat started with aquestion."Si Se?ora, I think it is a big country mansion with land around itsomething like a ranch in US or an estate in Europe?". I smacked my ass so Pierre could smack it him self. He quickly did. The sound of my ass would have awoken a bear, but not this nerd from his dumb work. As Pierre is pounding me from the back, Jamal is pushing my head up and down from his cock as I start to gag. I purposely place my left leg on huby's lap as he sits across. After 23 minutes of filthy fucking, I get up and place my head on my bimbo husbands lap as he is now writing with more concentration. OMG! His penis is hard. "Does he know?". Ami twisted around in fear to see the awed expression on her father's face. He slowly closed the door and vanished from sight, but was that a smile that she had spied on his face? Embarrassed, Ami threw her bathing suit back on and ran into the house. Her father acted as if nothing had happened, but smiled as she quickly walked past. She could feel his eyes burning into her as she entered her room. What was happening to her? What was happening to her father? Why couldn't she stop these. They were overseen by JuanReagan, the head of the program and Rick's and Miles' former boss. Juanhad been reluctant to allow the program to be involved in the workshopafter UMass and the NCAA went after Miles but was overruled by his father-in-law, the program's executive director and founder.The 20 kids in the program were driven to the park with Miles wranglingthem and keeping order. Rick and Cameron worked on setting up theactivities with Miles' preference that he keep a low profile and out.