And she said of course. She went to the bathroom, and when she returned I could tell her walk was already fucked. I got out to let her in the booth an... as she passed by I put my hand up her skirt and squeezed her pussy. No blow back and I knew she was going to be all of our slut tonight. Each of the guys sat on either side of her, and She was nodding a bit, so I told her I wanted them to feel her legs, and to open up, and she did. They obviously started exploring her under the table because she. If there were problems, I wanted to spot them early. After all, we’d soon have half-a-dozen kids about the same age racing around under our feet. ‘Rug rats’ my father called them.Thursday evening went unusually well. The kids were tired from the trip and a long swim in the pool, so they went to sleep without a squawk. Auntie Reese and Grandmother Rosalin along with Mel helped bed them down with stories. Mike and David shadowed the women as though they were watching a major surgery. The kids got. " I moaned, feeling another orgasm start to build. "Craig, I'm sor-fuck..." I gritted my teeth as the orgasm built."Your girl...is a great whore." Mark stammered as he fucked me. "You should have...fucked her...better." I started to moan louder. I could feel Craig watching us, but I didn't care. The feeling of Mark's black cock was just unbearable. I screamed with pleasure as I tightened around his cock for the fourth time, coming hard over his shaft."Jen...why?" Craig whimpered quietly. I. There was a bit of a roadblock I had to negotiate first. The director of the project, Elaine Hickman, had visions of additional funding from the Fine family and insisted on showing me around.She took me into a seventh grade class and the problem was immediately obvious.The boys didn't even hear the sound of my voice. The girls weren't much better. I don't even recall what I tried to speak to them about, but all I got in return were obsequious noises not much better than gibberish.I gave Mrs..