We went our separate ways and within a few days had agreed a meet at his home. The timing was critical, his wife had to leave on a regular day out bef...re I arrived!Parked across the road I watched his home, a nondescript bungalow with a large front garden. Up the drive, rang the doorbell and Roger opened the door almost immediately. Once inside he came close, pulled my face towards his and kissed me full on the mouth, his tongue pushing inside to meet mine. I drank his juice, played with his. I can’t help it, I need him. He is sleeping on his back, wearing nothing, as he always does. He looks so peaceful; it’s a shame I’m about to wake him, but I can’t deny this need. I let my hand slide down towards his cock, feeling it in my hand. I know how much power he holds when he is hard and fucking me. This makes the pain deep inside me hurt worse. I stroke him, feeling him grow quickly hard for me. He doesn't wake, surprisingly. My lips wrap around him now, I have to taste him. There is. What a putz I was back then, too self involved to notice those around me. Most teenagers have this affliction though, so I won't beat myself up too much.But back to that morning. I was doing some work to our trailer, attempting to weld it in the garage. I was kneeling on the floor when I saw a car pull in the driveway. Soon two women were getting out. I had already been told of their impending arrival and the fact I was in the garage in my work clothes showed just how much I cared about that.. She wanted to get there early enough ahead of her mistress so has to find a good hiding place to watch and film the events to come.It took her fifteen minutes to reach the cabin. It was just like many of the other properties that the Lodge's owned. Expensive, elegant, but most of all isolated. You couldn't even see it from the nearby road, even at night with the lights on. And the lakeside approach was so far from anybody else that you wouldn't be able to see anything from that side either.The.