W was wearing a cream and blue/red check shirt. I handed W a present of homemade blackberry and apple jam, homemade apple chutney and a bottle of clar...et wine. He thanked me warmly and commented on the homemade labels. We looked through the kitchen window as he asked whereabouts I had parked. I noticed there were two or three mounds of brown earth upon his lawn – moles he confirmed, tunnels heading towards and beyond the crab apple tree which was heavily laden with ripe fruit. The brew was made. Give me a man, fit or not, old or young, and I'llturn him into a simpering sissy dressed like a 14 year old girl, welllubed ass up in the air, shoulders down, begging to be fucked. Yum! Andhis friend putting his tongue in that upturned ass as deep as it will go.I know that Clair has written about her visits to see me(https://www.fictionmania.tv/stories/readtextstory.html?storyID=1594214466608243063), but perhaps I'll tell you about a different visitlast week. I had met a couple of lonely,. She untied the ropes as she shuddered and squirted all over me again. I stood and took her by the hand and lead her to the blanket, Kelly was finishing up the load of cum being dumped into her mouth. Only one cock was left for her to service and it was still undecided as to which hole to fuck. "What's your name?" I asked as she took position above Kelly's face. "Kimberly" she said and lowered her pussy onto Kelly's waiting mouth. She leaned forward and took the indecisive cock into her mouth. I. ‘‘ Wrap your legs around my waist,“ you ground out. You can’t get enough of my sweet taste. You wonder what it is that makes my mouth shiny all the time. Maybe lip-gloss....? But who cares you gladly suck anything off my plum lips, as long as there is some kind of contact. You lift me with your hands on the back of my thighs until I am seated right were you want me, my pussy against your rock-hard cock. Only your jeans seperate us and the smell of my arousal hits you like a two-by-four. You.