Mike returned, then began to peel his pantyhose down and off.Oh no!! What should I do? What was he going to do? Whatdid he expect of me? Whatever it w...s, I wasn't doing it.The cum-drenched pantyhose were off and in a ball on thefloor. Mike held the head of his limp cock between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand as he washed his cummy cock, balls, pubic hairs, stomach and thighs.I was VERY uncomfortable. And terrified that *a* Mike would want me to "do" things or *b* My cock and balls. " I got on the bed and pulled my cock out so she could have access to her new pacifier. "You have one mission tonight, swallow my load!" We both laughed as I got the camera out of my coat pocket. "You're going to record this? I'm not going to be any good!!" she said with a nervous laugh. "I'm certain you'll do just fine and besides, I'll help you along the way." She then turned into this cock sucker before my eyes. Playing with the cock, sucking on the head and constantly licking the shaft. I'm a 5 ft 7 inches tall guy, I'm average when it comes to my physique, not a scrawny little guy or a fat short one and my intellect was not also on the extremes, which didn't help me to fit into any of the stereotypes at school; I was good at sports, but not so good to join the school's team, I was a gaming geek but not smart enough to join the nerds, and I was that awkward troublemaker who was not tough enough to become the bully or a leader of a group of delinquents. I was also that shy guy. "A bluebell wood but spoilsport Nick wouldn't let me pick any and then lambs: brand new ones, ones being born. It was magic. And then I was going to get all stroppy about the farmer collecting them and Nick told me that they were going to be checked out before being released into another field."Geraldine smiled at her childlike innocence of country matters. Nigel took it up."Sheep farmers are very caring people," he said. "They have to be for economic reasons but they do develop an affection.