I cried out, my walls clenching him tightly, cum gushing out. My nails scratched hard down his back, most likely drawing blood. The world went white a...ound me, then black as I came down from my peak. A few thrusts later I felt him. He got more and more frantic, his breathing heavier and shallower, then he stiffened with a groan, his whole body going rigid as his cock pulsated inside me, fulfilling some primal need I didn't even realize I had. After a few second his sweaty body collapsed on top. My father and brothers immediately began to toil on my behalf. Mom left to her room with a good book, leaving me on my own with three slaves, all older and physically much stronger than me. The first ten minutes that followed were the worst for me. I was worried to be either too hard (or worse) - too soft on them. I was walking around them, whip in hand, checking their progress when vincent accidentally dropped some water off his bucket. he knew he had made a mistake and was already sponging. I sat in the kitchen, alone with my coffee until just after nine o’clock; my cock was hard and leaking and my heartbeat was working overtime. Finally, I poured two more cups of coffee and with shaking hands I carried them to the guest room.I stopped and listened outside the guest room door and heard a lot of groaning.Were they making love again? Dare I knock? What do I do? These along with numerous other thoughts flashed in my mind in a few seconds. I waited, listening and shaking for a minute. We went to a spot where we knew we had a good chance of being seen, yet it isn’t out in the open enough to really get in trouble. We parked and went to the edge of the woods about 50 yards from the parking area. We stood there and made out and started taking off each other’s clothes. This spot seems to attract people who want to catch someone because any time we are there, someone usually drives in and looks us over (we weren’t doing anything) and drives off. I know they are pervs - we can.