Though I could not see it, I know the sound of cane on flesh. If it was not my flesh it had to be Sean’s, most likely his palm. I could not let him ...ruise himself for me. The problem was that I started crying and could not stop. Sean let me down, released my arms and legs, still I cried. He released Barbara, then pushed us together. Still I cried, but Barbara cried with me. Sean guided the two of us out the front door and around the house. Shower water put an end to the tears, but not to Sean’s. I can take it Tom, I manage dad and his friends easily and I like to feel men sliding in and out of me.” That was as much as I could take and I stood back up and lifted her up so that she was hovering above my rampant cock. She held her skirt clear with one hand and spread her pussy lips with the fingers of her other hand as I slid her down onto me. She may be young but she certainly didn’t lack experience and her slippery wet slit opened up to take the head of my cock and she gasped and clung. In the 90’s Gramps decided to focus on breeding horses, the old stables replaced by a much nicer stable, with an indoor riding arena, to show horses to potential buyers, and even allow them to ride, if they chose to.Most of the stalls are on the south side of the stable, many have an exterior door to paddocks; they have gates to a corral. On the north side is a larger riding arena with a roof, and an additional partial wall to the east. A sliding, barn style door provides access between the two. ’ I got to work. I had only a couple of short photo shoots and a few meals with my family and friends scheduled for the week and so I had plenty of time to plan for what I considered to be a very important weekend. *** After working out at the gym and getting a French manicure, I arrived mid-morning at Louis’ lavish 4-bedroom penthouse flat in the Causeway Bay district. Jen met me at the door. I was slightly surprised by her appearance, as I had expected someone much older. Jen seemed to be.