I was trying to lick, suck, and clean cocks and balls all while being bounced around furiously by the guy pounding me so hard we were bouncing into an... off of the bed.Two of them started to undo my restraints, but the guy fucking me never stopped and I was still being slapped and force-fed cock. As soon as the restraints were off I was turned over, cock still inside of me, and another guy lifting my legs back and forced himself also inside of me.I was sure this would hurt, but, again, no pain,. As soon as I walked in the door of my home, I knew that they knew what I had done. To my surprise, there was no yelling or screaming, which I would have deserved. My Dad wouldn’t talk to me at all and my Mom just said, ‘How could you?’ She would only answer a direct question with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ and refused to have much to do with me. Her kitchen, where I’d hung out for hours laughing and talking with her, was now out of bounds except for eating. My brother was overseas and wouldn’t be home for. I wasn't really concerned though. I knew in my heart that I would have an absolutely amazing night. It was already late at night, and most people were asleep, but my night was just starting. I mused on this thought as I threw my unfinished cigarette on the ground and exhaled, just as the dark burgundy Toyota Camry with tinted windows pulled up in front of me, stopping. It was who I had been waiting for... My heart beat faster and I smiled as a dark figure inside leaned across the center. ”“I am,” I agreed.“If all goes well,” Jennifer said, “we’ll have the approvals the day after tomorrow, in the morning, while the ship is docked in St. Maarten. In the afternoon, we’ll make arrangements for you and Riley to have your ‘private time.’”Riley and I both blushed, and Jennifer continued. “It’s somewhat convenient that we’re docked in St. Maarten on Thursday. The age of consent in the Netherlands Antilles is 15.”“Do you think we’ll have any legal problems?” I asked.Jim shook his head..