I used to go over to my friends house and we would experiment. I enjoyed it a lot. But sooner or later, as I knew would happen he grew out of it, and ...or a while I thought I had too. But then they started up again when I was sixteen. I always loved tits and pussy, and always will. But there was something else I was longing for. Something long! I loved masturbating to threesomes with two really big dicks doing a barely legal woman, I just loved the way dicks looked. I really wanted to suck one. A brass plate with engraved lettering announcing that this was Lark Hill Cottage was screwed into a Purbeck granite block, the material used in building the cottage. It was old; the concrete lintel above the door had the date 1825 cast into it. The cottage had been built for the manager who ran the estate for Sir Wilbur’s ancestors when the estate had been much larger. Taxes and death duties had necessitated selling off some of the land to pay them.The door was unlocked as he knew it would be. Holding my dick-head tight between her lips she starts to tongue the head. I try to thrust deeper but I can’t move an inch. Being totally restrained and blind, all my senses centre on my dick. The sensations increase as she starts pumping my dick with her hand while my dick is held tightly in her hot mouth. This stimulation is so intense I’m ready to blow after only a few minutes. She stops!I’m now warmed from the sun blazing through the now open stable door. I hear Mary giggle as sees me. I start to tell someone or something touching me. Trying to wake me up but I’m not with it I wanna sleep so I resist & lay there like I’m asleep. I hear them walk around to the other side of the bed & stop. I’m laying across the bed so one of my legs hanging off & the other is bent over it in the shape of a P. A hand touches my butt & starts grabbing & feeling on it. Then grabs ahold of my pussy I’m really lost at this point. But I didn’t move so they didn’t get startled that I wasn’t asleep. I.