The moaning became louder. The moans were slow, loud, and stretching. I was shocked and didn’t know what to do. Thoughts were running in my head. �...Should I go near and try to see, or should I go back to my room and sleep? After all, I was in their house.” I started to turn around and walk back to my room when I heard, Aarav, push it harder, babe.”To be served dinner by someone and then hours later hearing her moan and wanting to be fucked harder. I couldn’t control myself and decided to walk. She heard hooves clattering upon the gravelled path, Ah Miss Haverthorpe, one last day of freedom? asked a familiar voice. She looked up, John, Lord Caisterdales son, her childhood friend looked down upon her from his chestnut stallion. Yes, she agreed quietly as she stared at his hansom face, his broad shouldered frame, his hat jauntily poised atop his mop of dark hair. He looked down seeing the young girl of his childhood rather than the young woman in the full bloom of life which she had. J also have a few dresses, skirts and tops, which I often wear around the house, or when I'm entertaining a guy. All this is fine and I am totally happy and confident to do this, although at 6' 2" and around 15 1\2 stone, Im never going to look very femininelast Sunday afternoon, when I had done all my chores and was just kicking back, my mind was racing to find something horny to do. I had often seen blogs and posts where guys go cruising dressed in girls clothes, but I was never going to be. The stranger turned and hastily began to walk away with her dog, muttering something like "...sorry... ...keep doing whatever you...". The young girl in front of me got really embarrassed and began to put her bra back on in a nervous manner. I was quick to assure her that this is OK and that there is nothing to worry, but she was already pulling her top back on...I don't enjoy displaying my naked body to strangers, but that wasn't the time to get shy! Despite the interruption, my erection.