We all knew how it would end, only the order was not part of the rubric. In this case, Jess began her familiar cursing, somehow getting a few sacrileg...ous Russian phrases in as she clamped around her handle. George was the next to go, and I had the pleasure of his consolation and his effusion all to myself. I watched as his alabaster latte sprayed over my breasts. I would share the clean up with my beloved sister. Then my own paroxysms caught me, and carried me away. The game plan was for us. I fell forward, biting his shoulder, helpless with pleasure as I felt his ass clench around my cock. He didn't let me savor my orgasm, but immediately threw me over onto my back, pushing my legs apart. He handed me the lube and as I slicked up his deliciously hard cock, he leaned down to kiss me hard. "You want some of what you just gave me?" he demanded raggedly. "Oh, fuck yes." My hand caressed his throbbing shaft one last time with the lube and I raised my legs. "Fuck me hard." I guided his. Eric got up and bent over her, making her suck clean the fingers that had been exploring her rectum, before, in one slow steady relentless movement, forcing his big cock all the way into her asshole. He pushed down on her with his hand between her shoulders, her arms spread, her large breasts crushed into the carpet, her slim but strong legs trembling in the effort of keeping her ass high for him. He pulled nearly all the way out, then rammed it straight back in again, his balls slapping on. Before I had arrived on the island being forced into this type ofbehavior would have seemed impossible but sex is a powerful motivatorand the ladies knew it. They had provided the physical and mentalpunishment and scaled it up as high as necessary to get each of us to dowhat they desired. Eventually, each of us succumbed to their superiorpower and accepted a gay lifestyle. What had seemed so unnatural atfirst now seemed erotic. Ahh the power of an "education" at theW.I.T.C.H. Institute.Over.