Anyway you like.’ Ann puts her hands on top of mine and test moves them back and forth. My hands slide smoothly under hers. She can see her hands in...the mirror, but she can’t feel them. What she feels is my rough hands rubbing her body. She likes this. Her breathing is shallow and rapid and her face is flushed. Her knees buckle a little as she presses back against my erection. She moves her/my hands to her breasts and rubs back and forth, then up and down. Then she scoops her breasts up and. "It's OK baby, I see the way you look at me," she said reaching her hand over to stroke it across my crotch, "I know you think I'm sexy, baby, and I think you a sexy boy too." I was dumbstruck and mesmerised as she unzipped my fly and pulled out my fully erect cock. "That's a nice, sweet little cock you have there, just like your daddy's," she smiled, leaning over, she began to stroke it with her hand and placed a little kiss on the tip of it before looking up into my eyes, "You want me to suck. As Grisham watched, Hank then took hold of the front of his foreskin before sliding the luxurious hood over the head of Grisham’s dick. A tingle of excitement flooded over Grisham as he watched his cock-head disappear into the wet depository.“Now, wrap your fingers around our joined knobs and go for it,” Hank now instructed.Totally overawed, Grisham excitedly commenced tugging, Hank further added to his pleasure by placing his butch hands on Grisham’s shoulders.“So, do you like having a. Being a long weekend traffic heading back to the city will be heavier than usual. Master and Mistress come into the kitchen grab a quick coffee, pack a picnic lunch, clip a leash to my collar and we head out to the shed where Master keeps the old ford pickup that we haul things around the farm on. We head up to the wooded area near the creek, it s still cold, but is warming up; I crouch down in the truck bed, keeping out of the icy wind. About 10 minutes later, we arrive. Mistress wants to go.