They certainly presented a sad picture of humanity.“Fuck you, asshole!” the first guy answered. That was not the answer that I wanted to hear.“W... can do this the easy way and you can answer my questions. Then I’ll leave you alone, ... OR!!” I stopped there.“Or?” the second guy asked.“Or I’ll force the answer that I want out of you. One way or the other, you WILL answer my questions,” I assured them. The other two men were awake by now.“What do you want to know?” the forth guy in line. But now Cynthia grabbed my ass cakes and forced me to keep drilling her until I couldn't hold back any longer!My penis spurted repeatedly into her oral cavity and she drank it all down!I'm ashamed to admit it was better than the straight sex we'd had!For the rest of the honeymoon week, Enke and I were thrust together by different circumstances.If Cynthia and Victor weren't sister and brother, I would suspect they had something going on.On the last day before flying back home, Enke was crying by. Fay was embarrassed but laughed it off and said we took a lot of pictures to look at when we were old. It would help us to remember our youth.That was Tuesday, Friday night I took Fay to the hospital to deliver our child. She had us another little girl. I stayed with her until her mother came Saturday morning. I went home and slept for a few hours. Fay's sister was taking care of our first child. Fay's mother was at the hospital. I woke after noon and cut the grass in our yard. When I was. I had mixed emotions of jealousy but it was also hotter than hell.The crowd thinned and we were left with two other couples, including the Chris (who Mindy had been flirting with) and Jenn and one other couple. It got awkward for a minute and then Mindy shouted "anyone up for the hot tub?". That was met with enthusiasm so we all undressed and got into the hot tub. Six of us sat in the water for a bit and, again, a sense of awkwardness creeped up as it seemed nobody knew what to do. That is when.