'Why don't you come inside Peter.' she said.I staggered slightly, how did she know my name, I tried to say no but nothing left my lips. I heard someth...ng behind me. I turned it was the woman. She grabbed me, pinning my arms to my sides and lifted my childlike frame into the side door of the motorhome. I tried to struggle, but once she had me inside I was pushed to the floor. 'You hold him while I get the bags.' I heard the woman say.I felt the weight of the girl on my back, her 5'6" body and. He kept it on his phone. He got the image printed. And, he hid the photo in his wardrobe. And, he now also offered it to his friends.Not only did he dare to save his mother’s improper picture for his later ‘needs’, but he had also taken the effort to make her look even dirtier in the photo. I could make out looking at what Virat had in his hand.It was not the original picture. It was a well thought and well-edited image. It was remade to suit his cravings. The focus was clearly on my breasts,. She laughed as they looked at her blankly with eyes wide open. She spread her legs towards them and slide her bottom to the side. “Whhoooo” she laughed harder putting it back. We were both laughing as we left the pool and went to my apartment across from the pool.I couldn’t keep my hands off of her as we walked up to my door and unlocked it and went inside. Her giving the dudes a show had my cock stiff as granite rock and drooling. We began making out and moaning instantly. I had to fuck her. “Oh save it Lisa! You knew it was coming to this and now you’re 18 and made your choice to join the group you have to deal with the consequences,” replies Emma very quietly. “Good girl Emma. You may leave,” cuts in Miss Caitlin, dismissing her. “Now then Lisa, you knew the rules when you joined and I specifically said you cannot ever play with her and yet you constantly defy me. What am I going to do with you?” “Please Miss Caitlin, I’ll be good. I’ll stop,” began Lisa, her soft, dark hair.