My attendant came back in wearing nothing but a very short sheer housecoat that was barely done up. She told me to lay on my stomach, which I did and...she lathered me with some vanilla smelling oil and started to massage my back. She worked quickly down my back, past my ass to my legs. She massaged down one leg then up the other until she got to my ass. As she massaged both cheeks together I met out a soft moan. She asked me if I liked that, and I spread my legs a bit wider and told her yes. Both of his strong arms braced themselves on either side of the younger man’s body, the angle effectively pinning him to the ground with his legs in the air. Hunter was at Vernon’s mercy, and he loved it.The old farmer’s balls slapped against his ass. His pubic hair and stomach rubbed against Hunter’s clit, making him wetter and making him whine. The sound made Vernon laugh in a way both dominant and mocking.“You sound like a desperate school girl, boy,” he said. “Bet you had old men like me. Her long brown hair framed her face which was sharp in many ofits features. I don't know if you would call her simple appearance hotbut she carried her own type of beauty. And combined with her stellarpersonality I knew she was the one for me."Let me get yours! You won't believe it." She ran into the bedroom andcame out with a small, wrapped box. I smiled and took it, opened it, andrevealed a necklace as well. This wasn't just any necklace though, itwas an identical necklace to the one I always. During the sex he had even called me a'faggot' which he had never done before, he said, "Take this cock youpathetic faggot." He had in the past accused me of being homophobic soperhaps this was his way of humiliating me.When I arrived at work the next day there was a surprising change, wegirls hadn't been warned, but the dance instructor Christopher St.Reynolds informed us that my Stepmother Molly had gone on a two weekvacation and she had placed him in charge of the club while she was away.Me.