“On your knees”. I knelt on the soft soil, his cock was so close to my face I could smell his sex. I saw the pre-cum dripping from the end as I s...arted to masturbate him. Next I felt his hand on the back of my head as he pulled me forward, I had no choice but to open my mouth and take him inside. Now I had done 69 with my college wank mate, but this was different, my mouth was his to use and abuse, I was being properly mouth fucked and the taste of his pre-cum was everywhere in my mouth. My. It continued for some time but she didn’t let me open her pants but she opened mine and was shocked by looking the penis for first time and I think she knew all about how to have sex And where the penis was supposed to go and she said no way could something that big fit into something so small. She was afraid but she opened my pants and pulled my underwear aside she could not help herself she just grabbed my penis and squeezed it. I liked that but it hurt as she squeezed quiet hard, later I put. "I felt more dismay that I had to come back tomorrow over shaving my pubic hair."You will keep your cunt bare. Understand?" Yes," I barely could get out."What?" Yes," I spoke a little stronger."Very good, Brittany," he said. "Follow."I walked behind him into the living room."Stand," he pointed to the wall to the right of his television. There were now five leather looking objects attached in different places on the wall.He turned my back to the wall and took my right arm. He locked it in a. He kissed her forehead. “Henry, I assume?” She nodded, tears streaking her face. “Yes, of course…he’s the only one, ever, other than you…” He laughed again, that same short, soft laugh as before. “That old dog! My god…what is he, seventy-three? Is that right?” She nodded. “Almost seventy-four.” “Amazing!” He shook his head. “I suppose I should be angry…maybe outraged. I don’t know. I’m not sure what I should feel right now. Hurt, maybe, a little. Maybe a lot.” He reached out and gently stroked.