"Tom! How ever did you know to bring a riding costume?" Evelyn asked me."Well, I thought about it before coming to England. I wanted to do some riding...while I was here, and so I procured the proper riding attire in case an opportunity presented itself," I answered her.John just gave me a knowing look, and continued with his breakfast. I sat and joined them for coffee. Yes, they had coffee. Courtney was excited about riding, today. It had apparently been some time, and she had been looking. He started pulling at my shorts. I pulled them off and he started licking my asshole. I could feel his saliva running down my balls and cock. His tongue was penetrating deeper and deeper. Soon Ricky moved his cock into position and started fucking me. This session lasted much longer than the blow job. When he finally came he collapsed on the couch. I moved around and licked his cock and balls. Finally he pulled up his shorts and we headed to the back door.I went in the room to find my. ”“But?”“It is a fact of life, nothing comes for free, does it? Plus, you are a young woman, you will have needs, physical needs.”Varsha began to get the drift of the conversation.“Like I said, you will want for nothing in this house. Material, physical, emotional. There are five men in this house who will care for you and, of course, we expect that you will care for us.”“Mummy?” Varsha asked. Her voice came out squeaky and thin.“Don’t worry about that. None of the women will stop what is. Loosing myself to my body’s desires, fucking my hole faster, harder and deeper I craved the impending orgasm, Ellies voice entered my head, I recalled the way she taunted me in the shower, teasing how a real cock feels so much better, how Marc’s cock would feel so much better. Each time I pushed the dildo to my depths my own cock pressed further, my moans muffled by my own meat, I sucked harder drawing it deeper and as I felt the waves begin to build, I couldn’t remove the image that Ellie had.