It was at the first barbecue Bess had attended and it was the first time she had met 68-year old host, Henry. She was told he had been a long serving ...ervice man and was the life and soul of the party. His spacious back yard had a patio area and a large swimming pool, current filled with young teens splashing and frolicking about.To Bess the afternoon was beginning to drag when Henry came over to her, He asked her if she wanted to go home and get a bikini to join the youth in the pool and when. To be praised and cheered for being the greatest of beings in the world... but you're not.You were an unloved villager in an unknown town living an insignificant life. You were born the bastard son of a tavern wench who was knocked up by a passing stranger one night. The moment she could, your mother abandoned you to live a life of torment at the tavern keeper's hands. Living off scraps and serving as a source of relief by taking beatings, you've only gotten by on endurance and cunning to avoid. When I enter the room, I was wearing my pinstriped dress pants, and of course, she immediately noticed a bulge and suggested I was already excited, but I was NOT I was soft. I told her, and she smiled, a little incredulously. I asked her to touch it and see. She was SURPRISED how soft I was with such a big long and thick bulge. She asked me to shower and left the room to get a drink.Relatively large room with a large bath, a sizeable see-through mirror, a huge massage table (that wasn’t very. He was resisting the urge to touch her, but his member gave his desire away. Precum dripped from the tip and collected in a small pool on his stomach. Watching him producing precum for her turned her on, and her pussy was drenched with more than just massage oil. Moving further up his body, she straddled his hips. Rather than slipping his rock hard cock inside her, something she was aching to do, she tucked it between her legs. She slid his cock along her slit, every time his mushroom head got.