“So, what is the normal procedure with your farmhand?” I asked with an impish smile.“Well, he calls me daddy… and he also likes it very rough,...�� Calvin said as he gripped hold of my arm and led me to the divan.I was very pleased when I then saw him retrieving a tub of Vaseline off a shelf before opening it.“What does daddy want?” I asked as he returned to the divan.“Get on your stomach, Dean,” he growled.Calvin now picked up a paddle from under the divan and commenced whacking my arse. The first. It was sore at first but then felt real good. He found out later it was her flashlight she kept in her room. From then on she used all different things to ass fuck him. She liked cucumbers and she kept then in his ass when he fucked her cunt. He would fuck hard and cum so hard with so much cum. One day she had him on his hands and knees and was fucking his ass with four fingers as she jerked his cock hard. When he shot cum all over she kept jerking him and ass fucking him till he blew another. It is a large black box, wrapped in a red bow with a note attached with your name scrawled in a flowing cursive you’ve never seen before. Exotic. Sexy. Feminine. You stare at the package. A mix of fear and anticipation course through your veins. You had forgotten all about the masquerade tonight. And what did this guy mean as 'guest of honor'? You dismiss the thought and move to the bedroom. Laying the package on the bed you open it. Inside you see a note with your name on it. Opening it, you. To my surprise after 5 minutes I got a message from a married man saying he'd love to meet up and suck each other and he was only a few miles away. My heart started to pound and my dick went rock solid. We got talking for a whilst I was trying to get the courage to give him my address and say come over but was too worried I started wondering if I actually did want too do this, then things changed. The man sent a picture of his cock, and it was immense. Im not a small lad just shy of 9 inches.