Groome locked the gate securely after him, and slowly trudged towards the main garden. Half way across the lawn a waving arm hailed him. 'Hubbard, dam... him!' Mr. Groome thought, but still he respectfully made his way to his master."Groome, how is the new garden bride?" Hubbard rasped."Settling in, master, settling in" Well she better be up to it, the family's suffering Groome, we're getting scented blossoms - but little more, We can not survive much longer, without true sustenance!" Hubbard. That something was odd and once it got my attention, it threw me off. “What are you doing?” I asked once I felt her two arms around my body and her hands pawing at my crotch. “I want you Marcus” she said in a soft alluring tone of voice. “I want to feel your cock in my hands. Let me do that at least.” She kept on pawing me as her hands slid up and down my zipper. “Doesn’t that felt good at all?” Mmmmmm, god yes I thought. Yeah, oh freaking yeah it felt good, and it felt even better as her hands. " Tracy said as she ran her hand up and down Rick's cock."Me too, there's a lot to do tonight though." Rick replied with a smile."OK lover." Tracy said brightly giving him a peck on the cheek. "Just remember that I'll be thinking of you all night." She gave his cock one more playful squeeze and skipped down the hall. Rick gave a playful grab as her ponytail bounced down the hall.Rick walked into the living room to see his sister directing the caterers setting up the evening's snacks. She was. I'm surprised you don't know that. Are you joking?" No. Seriously, I didn't know that, why would I?"Well most of us have had a fumble with a fella in a cottage at some time, you telling me you really haven't?"No I swear! It never even occurred to me..."Well, you've a lot of fun ahead of you then haven't you!" he replied.I thought about what he said a lot over the next week, but didn't really know where to start. A few weeks later, I'm in the same club and saw him again. We gave each other 'the.