Despite it being late July, it's become eerily overcast, and drizzly. This garden seems endless compared to Liam's, but I spot some tennis courts behi...d a walled area, so I head in that direction, hoping to reach shelter. There's a pool house somewhere around here, but this whole place is a fucking maze, I'll be lucky if I don't get lost for the rest of the day. Give me a regular, three-bed, semi-detached house with a low maintenance lawn and patio that doesn't need twenty fucking gardeners any. I gave him an embarrassed smile, and said, “Sorry if I got out of line there.”“Don’t sweat it. I’d have stepped in if I thought you were out of line. They’re a bunch of kids. They need their asses kicked every once in a while. We probably won’t have to chew them out on this for another few years.”I gave him a curious glance. “Really?”He nodded and chuckled. “Every few years the older guys have either dropped out or grown old, and you get a bunch of new guys who need a lesson in... practical. She was short, slim and big busted and she had a sun burst of curly red hair framing a cheerful elfin face. Just knowing that she was going to have to handle my cock was enough to set things astir and, as she pulled back the sheet, it was already twitching into life. “You’ll have to behave yourself if I’m to get this into the bottle.” “I’m sorry, just give me a minute.” She had the good grace to pretend that she had something to do elsewhere in the room but at one point she reached over to. “I always need two or three to really get me off. But I can never do that with just my hands.” The glint became a flame of passion. “I always need someone else.” Then, the flame all consuming, Becca began to strip in front of her nubile sister.She took off her top first, a flimsy little camisole that revealed almost everything underneath. It pushed her blonde ringlets of hair up and over, until they danced at her shoulders, a shower of pure gold. She looked strikingly similar to her sister,.