..She cries out in pleasure/pain as you shock her pussy lips, then her clit. She's begging you for more..You oblige.She yelps and moves her hips away ...rom the feather, before groaning deeply and thrusting forward once more. Just as you are about to shock her again, wondering just how much more she could take, Emma bursts into the room. Her customary grin fades for a moment when she sees she has interrupted."Oh my! I'm sorry ladies!"She takes in the scene with some interest. "Ummm. Is it still. "I disagreed. "When I was young, I could get my head into my mouth. And I can tell you that it's actually better with somebody else."Ed tentatively reached for my cock, and I stuck it forward as a gesture of invitation. He wrapped his hand around me, and I sighed. He said, "Fuck this feels good." Please play with my balls too," I asked. He took his other hand and did that. I moaned at the same time he did. Ed slid his hand up and down my cock, and I reached for his too. Nice, so hard. I had meat, potatoes and vegetables lined up for the winter.Before the weather got too bad my curiosity pushed me to clear out the remains of the old farmstead's house. I really didn't lose any time over it as I salvaged out the good wood as I went or cut the broken stuff for the fire which needed doing anyway. Finally the only thing left was the fireplace. I decided to re-use the rocks to line out a path between the house, the well and the outhouse. I used a rope to pull down the chimney and. I then realised what I was hearing wasn’t movement, is was people talking… or moaning.I sneaked out my room and to his. His door was slightly open, so I could silently open it to peak. He was behind his computer. He was watching porn. The moaning I heard was a girl. He was playing with himself too.I should say at this point that he was only a couple years younger than me. I was 15, and he was 14. Just bare that in mind.I didn’t see much, his desk is against the wall away from the door, so all I.