"Come on, Drummond, there's a good boy." Her voice was soft and soothing and slowly the horse, Drummond? Calmed. Miss Swinson turned her head to me. "...ood morning, Mr. Chandler." Good morning, Miss Swinson." Annabel." Ok. Good morning Annabel. I am Daniel." Daniel? A 'D'! From gossip it seems that all the Chandler males were given a name beginning with 'D'. Are you sure you are not part of the family?" Yes. Well no, I mean yes. It seems that I am related. A rather tenuous link though." How. We pulled into a layby at the side if the road, noting that it was half 8 in the morning, one of the busiest times of the day. She spoke in commands " take your pants down" I obeyed immediately. She undid her seatbelt and reached across, putting her left hand on my already semi hard cock. "I can't wait!" She said excitedly, " its been so long, and you, Ryan, your going to be my secret little science project.". She moved her hand up and down my shaft as it elongated further. Then she put her. That part felt a bit selfish, but how could he not hope?And so a couple of weeks after his last and unfortunate meeting with Smoke, Merlin came home from the office one afternoon and stood before the mirror. “Smoke, come! Please?”Swirly clouds condensed into Samuel’s wizened image, the usual stogie between his fingers and dressed in his signature white linen suit. “Yes, Merlin, how may I be of service?”“Well, uh, first, am I forgiven?”“Hardly necessary. You simply are what you are and you can. "Mmmm, happy to see me?" you asked."Oh yeah!" I reply. "It's been a couple days and I want you badly!"The play and teasing continues as you sit on the edge of the tub to shave your legs and pussy. I love watching you spread yourself and run the razor over such delicate flesh. Once all the stubble has been cut away, you run your fingers through it and declare yourself smooth. I can't resist covering you with my hand, the tips of my fingers stroking you and checking for myself. Standing in front.