.. what did you do?” “You woke the village.” And several other requests delving into the in’s and out’s of last night during the storm.“Um..., ask the girls.”“We can’t do that. So we’re asking you.”The door flapped back and two Very Happy girls emerged, elbowed their way through us lowly males and waddled over to the fire where the women were group cooking breakfast.The waddle was a dead give-away.Pretty soon, all the women at the cookout turned and looked in our direction. Except ... the married. This went on until I was very close to ejaculating, at which point I pulled her off me and onto the couch beside me. I then went down on her, running my tongue up and down the inside of her labia and over her clit which brought a tremoring moan from K as she arched her pussy up into my face. I worked two fingers into her wet pussy as I licked and licked until she climaxed into my face, “AHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! AHHHH!” Bucking away in orgasmic bliss. She was a bit loud and I was starting to. They had obviously not believed I could make him accept his punishment. Mr. Andrews quickly put his hands over the bulge in his underpants. Again the cane swished across his bum, bringing a cheer from the girls.The four of us formed a circle round him. I stood directly in front of him and ordered him to drop his pants. When he hesitated I swished the cane in the air which did the trick.Despite his predicament, the idea of being naked in front of four girls had aroused him. As he slid his pants. I realized how much I lusted for her in that moment.I told her, “Lay on the bed, please – on your back?”“Oh, Wichard. Is Wichard going to fuck his Wittle sister?”God, she is so beautiful and so cute and oh, so horny. I decided to play this game a little bit.“Oh, yeah – Caroline. Wittle Wichard is going to wipe that Wittle smile off your Wittle Face, and make a Wittle Wuv to his Wittle sister.”“Then take me, you Widiot.” She was giggling.I got in bed beside her and put my hand over her pussy and.