I am going to have fun. Maybe be 'bad' for a change. Who knows?Well, soon it became easy to find something else to do. For a few months I was in the g...m everyday for a few hours a day. My body was getting ripped! Not quite Sly Stallone in 'The Specialist', more like 'Stone Cold Steve Austin' without that much mass. I loved being able to look good while flexing in the mirror. But that came to a halt one afternoon while pushing myself on squats. My hamstring pulled and the sports doctor said to. I felt Jamal moving into my mouth and also saw Williams’s big cock push farther into Joan’s white pussy. This was a truly amazing feeling having both of us being fucked by these huge cocks at the same time. I pulled away from Jamal’s cock for a second, and had him sit on the bed while I got on my knees in front of him. I wanted to be in a position to see William’s big meat push fully into Joan’s little pussy. Joan briefly complained that his big cock was hurting her, but the pain quickly turned. A slender waist, a firm ass and tits that didn't quite fit her otherwise petite body."Oh shit!" I heard her shout as she turned the corner. Looking over I could see that she pulled the towel from her hair and was trying to cover her legs. I assumed she didn't think to put on any shorts. The only other thing I could see was the pink crop top that she must know hardly covered her tits. Of all the girls in the family, Sam and Ashley definitely were the best endowed. "Hey Ash." I said, torn. ”Her eyes fell on the garden hose. I whipped the end into my palm, the sting shooting up my arm. I grinned at her, the cracking sound echoing through the shed. Her eyes shot back up to me, wide with animal panic.“But... what did I do wrong, Christina?” she asked.“Do you need to do anything wrong for me to discipline you?” I asked her.CRACK!I smacked it into my hand again, drinking in the stinging pain.She trembled then said. “No, Christina. I... I...” She swallowed. “Green light.”My smile grew..