She made sure I had some taste of it in her mouth. He was sitting still smiling at us. When we broke the kiss he asked her how I liked it. She told hi... that I had tasted his cum and didn't pull away. This was getting quite uncomfortable. They were discussing me tasting his cum in her mouth while I was sitting there. She noticed I was a bit uncomfortable and suggested we all get out of the car and sit on a nearby bench. Nobody else was around so we all got out and went to sit down. Again, she. 'Get your jackets and bottoms off', she shouted at them and they hurriedly complied with the order.'John, 10 whips on the ass, each. Fuck it up and you'll get twenty', she shouted at me.'Yes Captain', I uttered confidently but my heart was pounding away in my chest.'Against the rigging', the Captain cried and the smallest of the two girls, who I later found out was Moira, grabbed hold of the rigging about four foot from the ground and presented her pert ass for me to discipline. She was mixed. Ha! She was, in fact, a chubby, out-of-shape little thing with sagging boobs and belly plucked from the isles of a Walmart somewhere. He was an awkward 29 year old with prematurely thinning black hair and blotchy, hairy hands – tho I’ll admit he did have a long, almost prehensile nose and long tongue.Her idea of love-making was to unceremoniously strip, flop on her back, spread her chubby legs, flap her floppy boobies and giggle. His idea . . . well once he heard I’m a TG, he was all over. Instead, when Iturned around, i saw Uncle Gary stripped nude as well. I scooted back tomake room for him. Uncle Gary wasn't an ugly man. Ricky told me often thathe used to be in the army, but after he was released, Uncle Gary gained abit of weight. His belly hung a bit sharply so that it shadowed his groin.My eyes, focused on the water spiraling down the drain, were level onlywith his thighs. Uncle Gary picked me up and held my body against hischest. The way his curly brown hair, matted down.