The gardeners, three of them were stood around the table casually drinking mugs of tea whilst Mrs Brooking was restrained. I could clearly hear them t...lking about what they were going to do to this tied up mature slut and Mrs Brooking was clearly enjoying the situation! No one knew that I was there which suited me as I could view and listen without detection. One n the gardeners still sipping his mug of tea walked behind the restrained Mrs Brooking and started to slide his free hand up and down. He closed his eyes for a moment, drawing in a deep breathe. Freddy raised a foot, and stepped forward, releasing his breath as he took the first step up the stairwell. _ _ _ _ _ _ To his relief, and possibly a subtle horror, Freddy found light much easier than he expected. Freddy deduced the first room -just right of the stairwell ascending- was the guest room. Within, the basic essentials of guest life in a Victorian era home. The vanity chest of drawers, a four post full size bed, night. The man asked Ben to kneel down and let him suck his cock. Ben was too nervous for this being this first time in such situation but his cock was the boss by now, compelling him to get down and make the man suck him. Ben had sucked and had himself sucked with the neighborhood boys but now he was far away from home and there was almost no chance for anyone to point a finger at him here. This was a fresh start and he did not want to lose the opportunity, although this was a complete stranger. Ben. She did my arms, legs, back, chest and my ass. Then, a playful smile curved on her lips as she squirted another palm full of shampoo. She spread the scented substance over both hands and with one hand, she cupped my balls and the other she stroked my shaft. My knees almost gave way as the wave of pleasure came crashing onto me.“There. All clean now.” She said after rubbing my cock twice longer than the length of time she took for the rest of my body. “Now, my turn.” She said.I squirted a.