" She said as she examined him and made a circle around the head of Ken's littlehood, spreading it down and then all over his shaft before carefully p...acing it by wrapping her hands around it, and then squeezed it gently. Ken gasp, but she told him to relax and he obeyed by spreading his legs a little wider.I slowly approached them. They noticed me coming but paid no attention to my arrival as both girls are focus on Ken. I watched the 2nd female camper slowly work on Ken's littlehood. Ken's. They were all smiling. I began to implore, but Helen stopped me immediately, saying, "There's nothing you can say that I want to hear. If you don't cooperate, I'll have you, Jenny, and Steven stripped, beaten, and bound in vulnerable positions for the enjoyment of the members all week. Bill will lose his job and you will live with option number two - silence or death. I'm sure that answers any questions you may have had. Now, go get your little whore ready for the show."I rose to unsteady feet,. His feral grunts were hushed, but sent chills down my spine. With his cum filling my mouth, I came on my fingers like the slut that I am. He squeezed his cock, and drained every ounce of his tangy seed into my waiting mouth. He asked where my phone was. With my mouth full, I nodded to my purse. He retrieved it and took a picture of me on my knees with his cum all in my mouth. He made me stick my tongue out further, so he could get a good shot. Then he sent the text to “Daddy” on my phone. He. I wanted to see if it was true. I pressed her back against a tree and, without removing my mouth from hers, began fondling her left breast through the stiff, ruffled fabric of her dress. Again, no sound of protest, no hand plucking at my own. I decided to push my luck, and put both my arms around her waist again before easing my hands down onto her behind, then bending my knees just enough—and she bent with me—to slip my hands under her dress, up the backs of her thighs and onto her behind.