With no idea how to quench my young, endless lust. I found my self riding my bike around the Adult Bookstore a few miles away. I knew enough, even bac... then that this place was all about sex and horny men would gather there. It was exciting just being near it. I could feel my young cock stir in my pants and my lust for an older man’s cock build. I was much too young to go in, I thought and fear kept me out side the door. So I rode around, not even sure what I was waiting for or exactly what I. I just kept on lifting it further till a small portion of her jet black areola came into my view. Slowly her nipples came into the view. They were not aroused but still there size was bigger than my elder sister’s one. I knew the reason too. My sister used to massage her boobs and nipples regularly giving an impression as somebody daily sucks her nipples and massages her breasts. No matter whether any outsiders hand had touched her breasts or not but I decided that I will be that somebody. With. He’d been last batsman; and so, the other side would soon come in to bat.Iris had left our table to join her son Ralph as he made his way to the pavilion, to share the team’s general get-together, leaving me to take in the scenic setting of the club’s grounds.Within a while I was suddenly joined by an attractive female acquaintance of Iris, “Hello, you’re staying at the Carlton-Hawes manor aren’t you? I’m Caroline Spencer!” The slim, fair-haired, smartly dressed woman sat where Iris had. "You are that! That you are and more!" She stole a glance upward and finding only approval in his deep eyes, clasped the offered hand. His urge for her to stand bringing them together, their faces so close she could feel the sweetness of his breath."Yet I fear my lady." He whispered, eyes burning into hers. "You have done you new king a grave disservice!" Her eyes responded, going wide as twin moons."Beloved?" She gasped. "Tell me what have I done that has offended thee! That I might amend.