My cock grew stiff against his thigh.The bourbon combined with the lust to make me want what was coming next, I guess. When Jim pull ed down my swim s...it, I felt a sense of excitement. Peeled free of all my clothes, I was naked now. A man old enough to be my father was kissing me, inspecting me and feeling me up."You shaved your cock," said Jim, stroking it up and down. "You look like a little boy."He was patting my ass now, lightly spanking me. I felt my cock wave stiffly before me. "No," said. "There are people in the town who say, very sincerely and fearfully, that this place is haunted by the shade of the Eleventh Earl, whose financial ruin over one hundred years ago caused the castle to be sold after his death to pay off his enormous and gambling related debts. They also say there is a curse on all who presume to lord it over his ancestral home - that he will pursue such people without mercy and with appalling fury up to and even beyond the grave Not only that, but one day the. .sliding Your tongue into my mouth. As always, my mouth parted slightly, allowing You access to one of Your holes that are always available to You.You finally have to break the kiss...pushing me to arms length...gazing me up and down my body....walking around me...grabbing my ass in front of everyone. Walking back to my front, You pull a leash out of Your pocket, clipping it to the front D ring of my leather collar. ?slave, You please your Master very much?, as You run Your fingers around my. At least that's what I suspected herding sheep to be like.In any case, Marie was given leave to take him for a secluded tour of the grounds. A picnic basket and blanket were provided. No doubt, advice was given her by the girls, as to where a nice "picnic" could be had. Further, I suspect she was encouraged to ... sample the goods, so to speak, before she made any decisions. I confess I don't know whether my suspicions are correct or not.What I do know, is that when they finally returned, hours.