‘I.. errr.. better test this circuit and replace your fuse, your freezer…..’ ‘Get it out.’ I had no idea what to do. Before I could respond ...he had pulled down my zipper, pulled the front of my boxers across allowing my seven incher to spring out. The relief of the relieved tension drew my attention away from the fact that this tenant had just whipped out my cock. Her face lit up like Blackpool illuminations, which boosted my ego and confidence as I ran my hands in her silky hair. She looked up. I was in no big hurry to be anywhere. Since I was not fishing, I was able to concentrate on the scenery around me. I spotted some ducks swimming along the shore. A fish jumped; leaving an ever expanding ring just off to my left. An Osprey soared overhead. The world around me suddenly seemed more vibrant and full of life.I noticed the lush vines that hung from the tress. I spotted honeysuckle flowers along the shore. Trunks of fallen trees were in various stages of decay and had become a source. And I am most particularly including Buckingham and Windsor palaces in that statement.”“Anne,” Marion said softly, “could you bring yourself to call me Marion? Your mother does, and insists I call her ‘Liz’. Now wouldn’t it sound a bit odd for me to call Her Majesty, the Queen of England, ‘Liz’, and call her daughter, Princess Anne, ‘Princess Anne’?”“‘Anne’ or ‘Annie’ would be just fine, Marion,” Anne replied with a warm smile.Then, while alone in the suite with Marion, Anne took her hands in. His hands urged me to go faster while his bright eyes begged for release. I decided to give it to him. Quickening my pace, I started squeezing my internal muscles tight on every down stroke. He groaned and writhed under me."Get off! I'm going to come!"I quickly jumped off him and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I didn't really like the taste, but he was getting the Full Monty this morning. I hope he didn't want me to try and take more of him into my mouth. I wasn't sure it would.