A peasant.She was about 20 years old. She was stuck with amazement and fear. A naked man, middle aged, completely naked right in the meadow where she ...oved to walk and lie. Where, like George, she loved to lie down and see the clouds. She wanted to escape. She had to escape. Indeed, she had to scream and flee, to run home and report that a depraved mature nude man with no shame was sat naked in the meadow. That pig with his skin, darkened by the sun, and with white chest hair. And then... that. A muffled thumping came from the other room. He ran upstairs and slammed a door, then didn't move for a long time. Eventually the thumping stopped. He didn't come down though.No food, but also no incentive for her to break today. Did he just want to weaken her? It really didn't matter. The water level in the sink had dropped again, so she drank as much as she could. After a while she drank more and used the empty mixing bowl for a toilet. There was no sense rationing the water, it would leak. Then Trev pulled out of Beth and grabbing a finger full of Vaseline he slid straight up Sally’s arse hole. It was sensational. I’d never imagined anything like it - feeling another hard cock through the rectal membrane. We had to start slow and get into a rhythm so neither of us fell out and Sally started to yell her head off.“Oh mum this is fucken fabulous - you’ll have to have a go. “I intend to” Beth said as she felt our balls and probed our bum holes. “Trev, I want to see it in her pussy. I did the choosing, and after pushing his Dockers and shorts to his knees, I dropped to mine."Hmm," I said looking up at him as I cuddled his gorgeous cock against a cheek of my face. "I've been dying to do this since I saw you at the airport."I pulled his shaft level with my mouth, leaned forward and licked around the crown, savoring his flavors. I swallowed as much of his length as I could while I wiggled my tongue back and forth over the large vein on the underside of his stalk. One hand.