As he was sucking my covm so we didn’t go outside for long time and were in washroom so his wife came in to look for us.And she was surprised to see...her husband sucking my big and thick cock.We saw her seeing us and I tried to hide my cock while her husband took her hand and pulled her inside and told her to make there fantasy into real and I pulled her near to me and started kissing her and her husband was back to work again sucking my cock.Then we three went to there bedroom and I undressed. It all began when I caught Robert masturbating in his room. It was late Sunday night, and I had just woken up to take a leak. As I walked back towards my room at the end of the hall, I noticed sounds coming from Roberts room. I stopped and turned my head to listen, then slowly crept towards his door. It was open slightly, giving me a view of his bed, with Robert lying on his back, facing away from me. The light from his TV, which was muted and playing a porno, silhouetted his prick in his hand,. I felt like a dog being trained. They say that, to truly create a new habit, to perform the same task for seven straight days - try thirteen and everything becomes second nature, even the things I was being made to do. It was all becoming automatic and I hated it.Every morning at 6 a.m. sharp I was to roll out of bed. I would change out of my lingerie and step into one of my skimpy bikinis, apply tanning lotion all over my body, then lie down in the tanning bed for 15 minutes. Once my time was. After that first time she’d fucked, she’d decided it wasn’t really for her, and hadn’t done it again for two years. Her mom had asked her if she’d ever wanted to “do it” with a boy, and Carrie had told her about the incident in the water. At first her mom had been shocked and appalled, but when Carrie told her of her blunt lack of interest in “fucking” now, she calmed down. They’d talked about it a few times after that –particularly during the profoundly embarrassing “birds and bees” talk…but.