"I think it's time I let you feel my pussy son, maybe that will change your mind about all those gay thoughts you have." I managed to let out a gurgle...from my cock filled mouth. She climbed up on me and guided my dick into her pussy. Wow such a nice warm wet pussy. It felt so good around my shaft as she proceeded to fuck her pretend son. She was moaning and really riding hard I'm sure if there were people in the other rooms they could hear the clapping and the bed moving. "Oh son your hard in. I climb onto the platform and remove your blindfold, letting you see the muscular rider kneeling against you. Commanding you with my finger against my lips and shushing my breath, I let you know it is not the time to cry out and release the gag as well. Kneeling above your head I drag my balls across your face as I place the blood filled shaft end in you mouth. You suck and slobber closing your eyes to the cares that no longer concern you. Another pair of cyclists descend the hill side shortcut. He loved the old house with its mellow hamstone facings and gabled windows. His father had bought the place before he was born and he had known no other home than this. The estate included two tenanted farms and a row of cottages for the workers. As a boy he had roamed every inch of it and was often to be found in some cottage or other, drinking homemade cordial and listening to stories of the 'old days.' Phillip's father was a popular landlord who did his best for the estate dwellers and never. ..at that very moment, standing in front of this vision, i knew that i would fuck her or atleast, i prayed that i would. "have a sit, babygirl." she said."oh...okay." i stammered, as i accidently dropped my books to the floor.she bent down next to me and helped me gather my things. i leaned in close to her to smell her sweetness.i was so caught up in the moment that i foolishly closed my eyes."umm, are you okay?" she asked."huh?" i said, are you okay. you were just sitting here with your eyes.