It was filled with a beautiful garden lined by a covered porch. One could sit and enjoy the garden while remaining out of the sun. He said, "This is n...ce. You must really enjoy the garden." Thanks. I may be the master of the house, but my wife owns the garden," Lord Drake said with a laugh.Glancing over at Lord Drake, Sid grinned and said, "You must be a powerful man indeed if you are master of your house."Pointing to a long wooden table bracketed by two benches, Lord Drake laughed and said,. I felt a mixture of blind terror and crazed excitement. He moved his right hand down to gently hold me belly – I instinctively moved away, but back towards him until I felt his loins press against my buttocks – I let out an involuntary moan as his hand went down to the top of my shorts. I didn’t know what to do as his other hand reached around and lifted up my t-shirt a little so it could reach up. His right hand started to easy my shorts down. I didn’t – couldn’t protest. He then took my right. One of my hands couldn't help but land on one of her breasts, which felt particularly high and perky for a mature woman, as I kissed that finger. She stroked my cock through my pants and I gathered her nipple in my fingers while I grabbed her finger with my lips to draw it into my mouth.Both of her hands worked at my pants, getting them unbuttoned and the zipper down while I felt her tit and decided it was my turn to feed her my finger. With my fly open, she pushed my pants down a bit so that. I then picked him up and carried him to bed. He was so very responsive. I kissed him harder. I pushed him down on the bed and covered his body with mine. I kissed him over and over. I rubbed my body against his. Then I looked him in the eye and told him again that I loved him. He told me he loved me too. I slid into him. I moved inside him, swiveling my hips, trying to rock him to the core. He kept arching his back into me, rubbing his chest against mine. This is bad, but I had never been.