~ ~ ~The next morning, I had to wear my evening uniform and undies from theday before, instead of one of my nice fresh day uniforms in silvery-graysat...n. I went down to the kitchen to make a light breakfast - toast withbutter and marmalade, fresh cut fruit, yogurt - for Mrs. Sweet and MissBackstitch, and then simple flaky pastries and coffee to serve at Mrs.Sweet's meeting. I'd learned how to make flaky pastry in one of the fewCooking classes I'd been able to attend. I flavored half with fig. You could taste her sweet pussy juices. I found her clit and started to flick my tongue at it and i slide a finger inside her. She was so tight, i could only fit one finger inside her. I just couldnt wait to fuck her. I continued for another few minutes, getting her ready to cum, but couldnt wait any longer. I got up and smiled at her. Fuck me she said. I didnt need to be told twice. I placed my cock at her entrance and she held it as i slowly slide my cock inside her. She was so tight it was. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. It was very warm and steamy in the small barn and we both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see three tribesmen watching us.My first thought was panic, but just then George really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was cumming. Then I could. I knew how to climb out of the window, and made sure to make plenty of noise when I entered again through the front door. Dad just waved a hand at me, and I didn’t see Josie at all, but she must have heard the door and me climbing up the stairs less stealthily than usual.I caught Josie alone some days later when she was reading one of her fairy books. I wasn’t sure how to approach her, and whether to tell her I had seen her first time with dad and how it had been.She was eighteen, I was.