Bell," I said, happy to hear his voice."Hello yourself Brian, my boy. How is your grand adventure going?" He sounded cheerful."My trip is going great....The weather is cold. The temperature is cold. The wind is cold. The rain is cold, and the water looks dreadfully cold. Other than cold, it's fabulous." We laughed at my stupid humor. It felt like one of our Friday lunches."Well," he said, "I've got some news and an update, or two."We completed probate on your mother's estate. Since you are her. Eyeing a beautifully erect cock, I stepped out of the pool and stood in front of the guy, leather clad apart from his cock.I stood right in front, bent forward a little and felt him thrust his cock deep inside me. I slid up and down his rod a few times, pulled out and moved onto the next guy. The music swirled around my head with the hazy alcohol, faces flashed in the club lights and the groans from the couple were rhythmic and intense. I felt more piss on my leg, now from a couple of guys as a. Phil picked me up and off we went. All day I felt horny.Once work was done we all headed down the pub as usual we commandeered a corner of the pub and I sat down deliberately opposite Phil. I wasn't obvious but did make sure he got the odd little peak up my skirt. I couldn't hardly wait for us to call it a day and head off. Once outside I told Phil I needed to go back to the office before we went home. We headed up the stairs to our floor, Phil trailing behind I could imagine him peaking up my. She looked at me, head to one side like a blackbird. Her cloak was of rich wool, the colour of cloud-cast shadows on a summer meadow, a garland of mistletoe bound her brow. She smiled at me. Simple it is to tell. A brief, little smile; but summer came to me in that moment and winter melted away. Oh, you may say it was the heat of the fire or the sweet, strong mead but I say it was her smile that warmed me then.We went together to the feast. The ram went uncomplaining to the knife and the druid.