It wasn’t really what one would call romantic, as the boys left her laying in the grass and headed up for school, but Irene wasn’t used to or wait...ng for a polite ‘may I carry your school bag’ either.She hadn’t told her boyfriend or his b*o about the ‘new members’, as both had obviously no interest in talking about problems. And Irene thought, these meetings with the three was unknown to anyone else but the three.Some days later when she had her after school service in the barn, she was sucking. "I wanted to thank you by returning the favor." With that, she wasted no further time in unbuckling the slacks I had worn to work, and fishing in my boxers for my already hardening cock. Once I got the idea, I moved the chai to the rear cupholder, to give her room to work. She began by licking the tip, drawing circles around it with her tongue. After a few seconds of that, she engulfed the head with her mouth. I could already feel the tightening under my balls, but there was no way this was. The duck had been exquisite, he would have to make a note for it to feature on the menu more often. Especially seeing how the season was good for them. He looked up after a moment of pondering to reply. ‘You’ve caught me. No, I do not treat all in this way for not all that pass through here rouse my interest such as you have.’ Winston’s eyes shot between his guests then. A Mr. and Mrs Yarepsa, traveling healers who, he gathered, had learned their craft in Kachtikar and were now moving through. She told me that she was going to put my headphones on and leave me as I was, to keep me out of the way. She put the music on shuffle and LOUD. She stroked my cock and walked away. After a while I started to relax and enjoy the music. I may have even dosed off. Then I felt a pressure on the bed. Someone was there. I called out but there was not reply. I felt fingertips running over my cock and it immediately responded. The fingertips started running up and down the shaft…I then felt a leg on.