When Captain Diego revealed the plans for the evening and the debauchery began with the restaurant owner and his daughter, I suddenly became aware as the guest of the host, I was required to pick one of the smaller children to engage in carnal lust. My mind was facing this very difficult decision by trying to be rational but my cock was doing its own deciding. The orange-skirted girl was winning by a long shot over even the Captain's youngest eight-year old child or the two younger sisters of the girl in orange.

My plight was interrupted by the sudden return of the three girl's father, his face tear streaked. He was trying desperately to keep his frantic wife at bay outside the restaurant door as he pleaded in rapid fire Spanish with the grinning sea captain. Diego's thick cock was still in his hand, the rigid length gleaming wetly as he stood and listened to the please of the father.

"Please kind Captain, I know you are a fair man in the village and would not do anything that would bring disgrace to your honorable reputation. Therefore, I beseech you to change your mind on this occasion. I will pay you handsomely, I have a nice car only a year old I bought in Barcelona and paid over then thousand U.S. dollars for it. It is a Toyota, a good and dependable car. It is yours or maybe for your wife to drive."

"My wife? She cannot drive you stupid Portugesa, she is just a woman with no skills other than fucking, cleaning and cooking. Mainly the fucking though, she has been good at that. Apparently that slut of a Portugesa wife of yours is good at it too since you have the three pretty little girls, no?" This was the first I had heard the family at the corner were also Portuguese, apparently a vital connection to spur the hate of the men gathered here tonight. Probably they were good friends of the owner and very unlucky to have picked this night to dine at their friend's restaurant.

"She has been very good at producing my beautiful daughters, yes that is true. "

Just as he spoke those words the woman broke around her husband, her eyes wide in panic as she flung herself at the big Captain's spread legs and gazed up, her eyes trying to avoid the massive penis looming over her frightened face to see the eyes of the man about to order the ravishment of her three daughters.

"Anything Captain Diego, anything else you demand besides my daughters," she begged tearfully, her hands clawing at the thick trousers of the fisherman.

"Anything?" Diego asked grinning and glancing at where the men gathered around the restaurant owner's wife and daughter stood poised watching the interplay. "Maybe you'd like to join your good friend over there on the table with my shipmates. There seems to be more cocks than there are holes?"

"You mean you want me to have sex with you and your men? What about my daughters will you let them all go?"

Diego grinned and held up one finger.

"No, more than just one. The car, a thousand dollars U.S. and me, will you let all of them go then?"

Diego grinned again and held up two fingers.

"No, all three, it must be all three."

"No Madame, it will not be all three. Palladin my friend, you must choose which one stays with her mother and joins the party. She will be yours to do with as you please."

I looked at the pleading tear filled face of the mother and then the three quivering children. The one in orange was the oldest but she looked the most frightened possibly because she was the only one who understood what ravishment might be in store for the one left behind. The middle one was very plump, her belly rounded and her butt fat and round. Briefly I thought of parting those fat, chubby cheeks and sliding my big flesh log up that tender Hershey Highway.

The youngest was a treat, small and petite. Her eyes were black and frightened, her legs trembling in a small yellow summer skirt, the bright color offsetting the jet-black hair and brown skin. Now that I looked closer she was closer to age five or six, still in that non-toddler, small child stage. The talking chatty-Cathy type whose mouth never stopped working and was a constant blur of motion, never setting still. My thoughts turned to my big cock sliding into that incredibly tight hole and watching the face twist into those extreme expressions of pain and horror at what had befell her innocent body. ......(cont)