Now that’s better. But then I hear the tell tail tapping of an angry baby girl. Turning around, my baby girl has the most adorable all be it an ann...yed look on her face. However, what my baby girl is wearing is far more important. I honestly expected her to be in some sluty Christmas outfit. You know some kind of naughty elf or Santa’s helper, which is a part of the holidays I can fully endorse. But instead, my baby girl has on a skintight tank that hugs her curves and breasts in the most. This can’t be happening, I’m about to be raped by a boy I am teaching.“God, she’s dry and tight.”“Get on with it you promised us all a go with this one.”Not rape, gang rape.“OK, OK. She’s not going anywhere soon, you’ll all get a turn as promised,” at that the fingers were pulled roughly from me and replaced at once, by a hard cock, slamming into me, forcing its way deep into my unprepared and unwilling vagina. I was dry. It hurt.“God she really is dry.”As the lout began to pump into my body,. The home schooling problems were finally worked out, and that solved most of Jimmy's problems. His sisters were a little pissed that he stayed home and serviced Janet and Olga during the day when the siblings were in school, but there was no practical way around that. Jimmy developed a really smooth technique for fucking while both were still in the pool. It was a wonder that the pool water did not get murky from all the sexual fluids deposited in it.Life went smoothly for the rest of the. I prepared myself before going by taking a shower, styling my hair slightly and making sure my pubic region was neatly trimmed and not out of control. I turned up at the door fully clothed to the house at around 9ish, I could already hear the music pumping away from outside and a few voices so obviously there were people already here. I opened the door to the porch and closed it, remembering the instructions I was given to ring the doorbell, knock and then ring again. I looked behind to make.