Each day brought multiple orgasms. The girls had not beaten her again. They did use the riding crop occasionally to correct her but that was child’s...play compared to the horrid paddle that she had been beaten with originally. Instead of relying on punishment to mold their new pony, the twins focused on rewarding her for good behavior. Whenever she mastered a new pace or pose, they would use their fingers or tongues to bring her to climax.This was a new side to her. Faith had never had sex. He already had precum dripping out of his mushroom head, Begging to be licked up by Ms. Walbaum, John thought. Now he was in trouble. That thought had opened a flood gate of images of Ms. Applebaum on her knees and now his ample cock was straining against his pants. No amount of repositioning would be able to hide it and he couldn’t slip it into his waistband without being extremely obvious. He moved his arm down to his lap and prayed it would go down before the bell rang. Ms. Applebaum wasn’t. Almira would be lying on their bed, naked, knees up and spread wide apart, with Karl kneeling to attend to her pussy, lapping against her swollen clit. Just as I adored doing.“Squeeze your nipples for me.”The enforced break in ‘Our Arrangement’ was affecting Karl and Almira as well. Almira had told me she had taken to masturbating daily, imagining she was with me. Sometimes, Karl would ask her to do it while he watched, again imagining he was watching his wife and I fornicating.“Now pull them,”. Tom finally decided to break the ice. “Ahoy the shore!” he called out.“Ahoy the boats!” one of the women called back. “My name is Carla. Who are you?”Jada answered for them all. “My name is Jada. I’m in charge of this team.” She pointed with her arm. “This is Tom, and this is Mandy andMadison. Madison and I are survivors of Party #1. Tom and Mandy are survivors from Party #5. We’re not sure, but we think you’re from Party #2, Great Balls of Fire. Is that correct?”Several of the women on shore.