She hurried on, the words tumbling out, as my hands moved down toward her rump, pressing our stomachs together, "There's no one here, the servants hav... off until sundown. I'm sure I remember how we did it." She rubbed her heaving chest against my forearm, buttons somehow all undone, her chest flushing even pinker. "My father won't be home before then either, maybe until dark. I think about it in the mornings sometimes and squeeze my legs together, you know, but, but..."She hugged herself,. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I felt dirty because I knew that it was wrong to do what I was doing, but I couldn't ignore the pre cum forming in my pants.He carried on wanking as I watched and then suggested that I help him. I don't know what came over me but I wrapped my young fingers around his thick cock and started to gently wank it. I felt it become more rigid in my hand and I worked it. He was moaning gently. What the fuck was I doing? This was madness. He then said that I should give. At last a beautiful cock in my house. He entered the room and asked what is it that I wanted. I told him i needed all the boxes down from the top selves of my closet. He walked in my closet, looked at me and said " it looks like we are going to be a while. " He had a tee shirt which showed his upper body. He was wearing a pair of shorts which showed a nice bulge in front. I gave him a little stool so that he could stand on and get to the boxes.As he got up on the stool to get the boxes he was. As my hand followed the curvature of one check to the next I heard a slight moan. Eager to find the reason for this moan, I moved my hand again. As it passed, the moan came again. As my hand explored the great hills of your behind, it was the valley that seemed to trigger the response. I traced through the valley to find a deep cavern. My fingers traced the outside of the cavern and the moans got louder and more intense.Just then I feel something touching me, exploring me. Your hand had freed.