Didn't his dogs like it? Not a good time to ask.But the thoughts lingered on while his fingers were stroking me, probing. “Relax, it will happen any...ay.” His mouth was near my ear. I felt his breath on my neck, brushing a strand of my long ginger hair aside. But it was hard. Even though he was experienced and his hands touched me in all the right places. He continued, his fingers circling my clit, after some time fucking me. He pushed his finger in, deep and slow. This felt good. I moaned and. Just a simple backrub, I promise."We looked in each other's eyes. All I saw was love and affection. There was no lust at all. "Uh, sure, that sounds nice. What do you want me to do?"She patted the bed. "Thanks! Just take off your shirt and tee-shirt and lie down."I zapped my sweat before I did, got rid of my shoes and socks too. No sense dirtying a newly made bed. I was soon lying down, and felt Patricia's cool, clean hands begin to work the muscles in my shoulders and neck."Wow Eric. Nice job.. Jock Smyth came into the camp the next day. He sat next to a dejected Kimi sitting on the steps of his barracks."I hear you're a very passionate man, young Kimi," he said.Blushing, Kimi replied,"She told you?" Aye, at least she told Mrs. Smyth. You made her very unhappy." When did she go?" Kimi asked."Who told you she left?" Y'mean... she's still here?" Kimi said, getting up."Sit down! I think you and me need a little chat about your future."Jock began by giving his paternal advice on how to. We worked on our chores, talking much less than usual, only what was needed to accomplish our tasks.The near silence continued through supper, but as we finished the clean-up I saw a change come over Wallace’s face.After he dried his hands he turned to me.“On your knees,” he said sternly.I was frozen in place. I couldn’t fathom what was happening.“On. Your. Knees!” he repeated, pressing gently, but firmly on my shoulders.Still puzzled, I sank to my knees in front of him.“Take out my cock,” he.