I leaned forward and licked the bottom of his erect member. I could feel his veins with my tongue, as they were so swollen and he was so hard beneath ...hem. I was afraid for a minute that I was so turned on I may embarrass myself, drops of my wetness threatening to drop down onto the floor.I opened my mouth wide to take his cock into it. As soon as I felt it inside, I closed my mouth, but it was already down threatening to go into my throat. I started sucking, very slowly at first because I knew. I freeze trying to suppress a shudder as my eyes widen in horror.It wriggles there, pushing it’s way down, until it is bumping and rubbing at my mound, then it begins to press into my body with firm unyielding pressure. It oozes goo, sticky mucus which begins to make me feel dazed, drifty, horny as it begins to slide deeper inside, pulsing, expanding and contracting, pumping out more and more of its slime. It is filling me up now, full, fuller than any human cock could, pumping in a mindless. 'Up the hill' meant up Craig Bheithe, the hill that rose behind the farmhouse and which gave the farm its name.Creag Bheithe Farm was just to the West of Callander. The majority of the land was hilly and only suitable for sheep farming, but the McGregors did also grow thirty or so acres of wheat, barley and oats.Donnie sighed and not for the first time wished that his brother, Keiran, wasn't away on a school trip so that he could share in the farm duties. January was showing her teeth on the. Having enjoyed our success we began to plot. In addition to the tunnel that we had just traversed there was one other spot on the far side that wound through a particularly dense section of bamboo that we might also have some privacy. I turned around on our double tube so that we were oriented the same way and we necked like teenagers, oblivious to all around us until we came up to the wooded section. Once again we hung back so that we would be floating through the private twists of the.