I looked at my watch and obliged his request. I reckoned he was in his 50's, typical of that age group in appearance and dress. As he thanked me he ...opened his legs, put one hand in his crutch and started to rub himself. I could not take my eyes away from the bulge that was swelling and pushing his trousers out. “Come with me” - it was an instruction, not an invitation. I nodded and we walked side by side into the nearby screen of shrubs and bushes, then he waved me forward and we followed. When they enjoy I get the pleasure myself. After around 5 minutes only she came in my mouth. I sucked every bit on my sweet angel’s sweet honey. Then I started making my move towards her navel. I started circulating my tongue around her navel sometimes licking it softly. She was enjoying it I guess as her hand was tightly holding my hair which was within her reach now. I slowly moved towards my favorite skin part which was yet unexplored by my tongue. I started to rub my tongue on her right. The five men each gave me blank expressions as they started to approach me. Their limp hands started to run over my body, removing my coat as they did. My skin was now exposed to the freezing cold air as they continued to caress my body. My nipples were standing at attention and pressing against the cotton of my t-shirt. With one quick slash of his hand, the man in the chequered shirt ripped the clothes from my torso and onto the floor leaving my body partially naked. The cold air surrounded. I was so hard and excited that I gushed within seconds! Damn, I was annoyed with myself, so of course I took it out on her! Picking up a leather belt, I applied it hard across her backside. Five or six strokes I gave her, and her screams were loud enough to make me hope the cellar really was soundproof enough. And the way she threw herself about to avoid the next welt! She nearly came off the bench. When my temper had subsided I pulled her down and laid her sobbing quietly on the stone floor.