We got there and he quickly jumped in. I on the other hand sat on the dock. Chris came under the dock and grabbed my feet. The next thing I knew he wa... cradling me in his arms. I loved his sense of humour! We started splashing each other and wresting, which somehow ended with my now rock hard nipple in his mouth. He was sucking and biting which drove me crazy. I was letting out moans of pure ecstasy.Time had passed so quickly, we decided we should go back to camp and make lunch. I knew our fun. This eventually led to me seeking out some porn – I figured in addition to helping me get through the summer, it might also teach me a few things.I started to watch lesbian porn on a regular basis – marveling at the women on the screen – how self assured and confident they were. I also read a lot of erotic fiction, finding myself reveling in the fantasies that those stories created, and loving the freedom to insert Eve into what I was picturing in my mind's eye.Then, one night, I experienced. I lay panting on the floor. A beetle struggling on its back, unable to turn face down unless I could find purchase. Vulnerable and fully exposed I was an obvious target for her rage.The caning was terrible!It criss crossed me with stripes of agony that never seemed to end.Dominique plied the cane with a cold fury that left no part of me untouched. Just twenty stripes but they found every sensitive spot, from balls to my cheeks.At each stroke she demanded that I squeak for her.“I want to hear. In a louder voice than before, he said, "One more stroke and I would have cum. I want to fuck that sweet pussy of yours first."Mom gave Dad's cock one more kiss. Facing the open door, she sat back on his throbbing dick. Watching this hot action, I stroked my cock and moved into the dark hall trying to get a better view and hear more of what they are saying. I tried to stay out of Mom's line of sight. Dad played with her tits as she put her hands on her knees and ground her ass back on Dad's.