Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her ridin... hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. Shit, was it possible? I could swear I was getting even harder! This felt really good. I did not expect to feel this much pleasure. It is impossible to describe the pleasure that was cursing through me. It was just absolutely brilliant! My eyes closed and I lay back to enjoy these new sensations. The slow in and out thrusting of the fake phallus in my arse and the solid grip of her hand on my pulsating cock - it was still new to me, but I was actually enjoying this.I felt her shift position. I. ...perfectly."Saturday Miss Britt dropped me at Margrets house, an old victorian stylehouse, 2 story. After some small talk Miss Britt left and Margret tookme upstairs into her bedroom where she had a large walk-in closet."I want you to rearrange all my clothes in this closet. I want blousesseparate, skirts, dresses, tops, coats, sweaters, etc. Then you willclean all my shoes and bags with a special leather cleaner I have. Youmay begin now and I will observe and answer any questions you may. When I said nothing she took control. “Take off all your clothes, Jim.” A few moments later I stood in just my underpants, my cock throbbing. “Take them off too,” she instructed me. All the feelings I had a year before were back. I dropped my pants and added them the pile of clothes, aware that Miss Philips eyes were drawn to my growing cock. “Bend over the stool.” I stepped up to the stool and bent over knowing what she would do next. Sure enough she slid her hand round my erection and.