You're really making this place work, Mike. Glad to see it."I needed to tell him, "Don't broadcast the back way in, okay? It's kind of my private road...to get to the lower vineyard and orchards." No problem, I have my own private drives too. I like my privacy the same as you do, but I don't have ghosts to scare people off. I swear that I felt like we were being watched when were at that middle area."I told him, "You were being watched. The steers were watching, as well as the rabbits and other. Her friends, not Jo, move in close. Mary hands my dick to her friends. They take turns stroking it before passing it on. It indescribable having strange hands playing with your dick. Especially for the first time and it’s 10 times more pleasurable than doing it yourself.I’m watching with growing excitement my ‘never before touched by a girl’ dick as it’s played with and passed on. Only when Mary tells Jo to ‘strip’ do I look up. Nervously she starts unbuttoning her floral blouse. Mary. The bed was a wonderful four-poster canopy bed, now covered with dingy, faded, flower-print curtains. The daughter (Paul had never heard her name) must have been treasured and spoiled by doting parents to have been able to sleep in such a well appointed bedroom.After a minute or two, he got up and walked across the room. A crooked light from the highway next door glinted faintly through the window. He parted the curtains and watched some trucks drive by.The dressing table was strewn with. After a few minutes, she began to gently stroke my shaft. It was so loving, I could feel her emotions surging."Oh....that's nice." I love your cock. It feels so right, so good."She continued with her soft, gentle ministrations. Her sucking was even softer and more affectionate. I could feel the head surging with blood and tingling. She took all the way down a few times and then licked my pee-hole. She cupped my balls and caressed them. She seemed to be taking her time while thoroughly exploring.