I saw Ray looking back and forth between my father and I. Ray hated any kind of fighting or arguing. He especially hated it if my father was involved....I don't know what got into me, maybe I was showing off for my brother. "Goddamn it pop, that fucking hurt!" Boom! The next thing I knew I was sitting on my ass, my ears were ringing, and I was having serious difficulty remembering all of the many steps necessary for standing back up on my feet. What I don't remember is feeling very much pain at. Once Chrissie returned from camp Pim would often come over during the day while she was at school or she would get a sitter so we could go out dancing and then come back to my house and have long sessions of unbelievable sex. When my parents returned from their European vacation I told them I was moving out to the small guesthouse past the pool so I could be more independent and focus on my engineering studies. We never actually used the guesthouse so my parents had no objection. The real. At the coffee table, Kathy was helping Samantha say her words in a morecute way. Okay said Kathy, I will read this paragraph, and then youtry to say it just as I did. Here goes. "My so' cute' bedroom".Mom'my' made me' a prin' cess' bedroom'. It was so' cute'. It had aCinda rella' bed' spread' and cute' little dolls' on the pil' lows.The walls' were so' cute' with little' fairies' all' over' it. Therug' had little' girls' jumping' rope and swing'ing on a swing'. Now,said Kathy, you try to. Her nipples were dark and erect, and Wes and Brook succumbed to temptation and began sucking on a tit each. Cupping her young flesh in their hands, they took her nipples in their mouths and flicked their tongues over the supple points. Hilary smiled with delight as they roughly manhandled her body.Russ opened some poppers and all four sniffed deeply at the intoxicating smell.Hilary closed her eyes and let the two men take her weight in their arms as the potent mix of sensual pleasure and head.