He started tointroduce us, but the lady stopped him. She said that I would be known asthe "old guy" and James would be known as the "tall boy" and Ni...k would bethe "short boy.' Her niece would be known as Mistress and she would beknown as "Auntie." Now old guy strip off those clothes, and show us what you've got." So Ibegan to strip off my t-shirt and then shorts. Auntie just laughed at mysmall cock, and told Mistress that it was doubtful that his small cockcould provide anyone with any. .I'm at my desk soaking wet, can't even concentrate. All I want to do is go and kneel for my Master. I pat myself on the back for being so naughty. We weren't suppose to see each other until the weekend, but I couldn't wait to see you. So the only way to get to be with my Master was to be a bad girl!I finally arrive to your house and run in desperate to strip and kneel for you. In my frantic state I don't realize you are already home, on the couch in the dark, sipping a whiskey you had poured. His bulge was shaping up nicely. I leant forward, my face just inches from his cock, as I unrolled his pants and pulling them down towards the floor. His cock now free, it hung semi erect, a nice size. It nestled in his pubic hair. Looking him in the eye, I pursed my lips, my mouth an inch from his cock, and blew gently. His cock twitched. I ran my hands up his thighs and under his balls, my thumbs rubbing them gently. His shaft began to stiffen, the foreskin peeling back to reveal some of the. Mr Bandymade himself useful and dumped a load of pre-cut faggots from histransit then stacked them for Geraldine's fire.Festus still refused to surrender my hospitality and he wrapped himselfacross my shoulders as Geraldine showed us around her naturalapothecary. I felt as though I had a real, natural fur stole,furthermore it was centrally heated. Then Geraldine set about grindingand mixing herbs until she had about two pounds of fine ground herbs asfragrant and aromatic as anything from a.