The castle looked small and quiet which belied the activity going on inside. ‘You chose a pleasant view,’ I said. ‘If you have to watch sheep,�...� the lad continued, ‘you might as well please the eye.’ He was older than I had first thought. Or mayhap acted older. I sat down on the ground next to him. He, surprisingly, thought nothing of it. ‘This is a good life you have here.’ I smiled as I said it. It was calm, and the sheep mostly silent. It felt like we were the only two people in the world. . Next came the cucumber, I struggled to take that but eventually managed to take it all. Next came the zucchini, it was really thick and I just couldn’t take it; I was afraid that if he really forced it in he was going to cause serious damage. Fortunately he heeded my cries and gave up, re-inserting the cucumber and getting me to hold it in place. I was now about to discover what the plastic tubing was for; he grabbed the lube and squeezed some into the opening of my cock, and then lubed the end. She began meeting his thrusts by raising her hips allowing his cock to slide balls deep, stretching the silky slick walls of her tight cunt. Soon there was a very good rhythm between him thrusting and her receiving the strokes in her dilated pussy. With Nigel throbbing hard and buried balls deep in her, they rolled over and now Thelma was on top having full control. She did couple of moves to find the best position to take the cock and went to town with it. She was wiggling her ass in circles. My eyes were locked on her dreamy blue eyes, and then on her slender fingers and her bright red fingernails as she stroked and played me like an orchestral instrument and each moment produced an exquisite feeling deep in the pit of stomach. She stroked, slowly, deliberately, but gradually faster and faster. Pre-cum oozed out of me and I could feel the growing dampness against my flesh. My breathing became faster and shallower, my legs began to twitch and her breathing echoed mine. I was.