I still did not know what words meant, the food was still spicy & my freind's dad was still after me. I nicknamed him Punjabi Daddi, my friend thought...I was being funny, stupid, silly. I guess he thought he was a surrogate dad or something. So we lived I this huge house, a maid still eyeing me a certain way I cannot describe. Nothing came between us, she knew what I was about. While Punjabi Daddi would get hard once a week, the day & hour was always at random. I would be in the bathroom drying. ..it felt soft n chubbyi fingered hr collar n thn sliding my hand slowly upon hr warm chest till i reachd hr softie breast frm undr hr bra...she wasnt able 2 speak much apart frm the constnt mmmmmm...bt hr breathng ws becuming lethargic n labourdi squeezd hr soft breast once...i hd nevr felt smthng so warm...so soft...so smooth...hr tits vr bigger than my hand bt stil i splayd my hands on thm...hr hard nipple poking my centre of the palm... n thn i felt hr erect nipples..they were sligtly. I held still and just let him lick me and enjoyed the sensation. This felt great but it was a bit awkward. Tim sat back down and I stroked his dick while I sucked Sylvia's tits. Then Sylvia said, “Greg, we have a special request that you can help us with or not, it's up to you.” “I'm listening.” I replied. Sylvia continued, “We want you to watch Tim fuck me, then we want you to fuck his ass while he is fucking me.” Wow, I thought. I had fucked a girl in the ass once, but never a guy. “Lets do. My kidnapper's accomplice was already waiting for us; her much larger vessel was already tied up and she dragged my small boat further in land. "Get out," she barked as I stumbled in the boat."Can I have my clothes?" I stammered. They laughed and the long-haired pirate who had boarded my boat, pushed me by the neck as I disembarked. I fell onto the sand with a yelp, spluttering as I inhaled dry sand.My captor pushed the point of her sword against my exposed thigh, digging it in painfully..