My family is quite small by our standards: apart from Mum and Dad, there are only five of us. Although, Mum is now pregnant again, so hopefully there ...ill be six of us by April.Sunday afternoon is always the time for sex. I remember that Mum and Dad were always eager to get rid of us on a Sunday afternoon. We were told that Dad needed to have a "rest". And, as soon as we were outside we would notice Mum getting undressed and then the blinds being drawn in the bedroom. My brother used to go. So fast, that when he came hard in Ari's holes, he could keep filling her, liters if he wanted to. He kept cumming in her until the cum squirted out of her both entrances. He put his cocks on Ari's back and showered her body too. Now before she could regain senses again he gave her body a hard push and she landed on her back.Now she lay on the ground on a mattress of mud on the ground and the cum shower on her back. The monkey's dicks shrank a bit and he walked over to her face. He put his. Making it more fit for human habitation. Fixing windows, sealing them up against the weather, doors, the same. Making repairs to the plank and furl siding on the outside, and the planks on the interior, which served as inside walls, and some insulation. My Grandmother and I, mostly got all the food together for the hungry crew 3 meals a day, while the rest worked on various projects around the cabin. Oh how I loved seeing my pretty Ronnie work during the day with no shirt on. Even better did I. From the beginning, our relationship was supposed to stay casual. But that wasn’t to be; we morphed from friends, to fuck buddies, to Master and slave with a speed and fluidity that would have made most in The Lifestyle laugh. And it was supposed to stop there, and go no further. We would be forever ‘online only’, connected on a deep, intoxicating level, but through our minds and hearts only. A meeting in person was simply out of the question. We would come together, share those bits of each.