We now live in Bristol where Henry is a Don at there university, while I’m working as the head liaison officer for overseas students. Yes its as bor...ing as it sounds both at work and at home, that was until Malcolm.I’d laughed at that name when the university head had informed me about him joining the commerce and politics degree, a black African prince called Malcolm, who wouldn’t laugh.After the last two years I would never laugh about Malcolm again. From the first time I met him I was truly. Two days later and I was in the Barossa Valley and looking for the vineyard I was to be picking for.Finding the vineyard, I was directed to a spot where I could set up camp and connect to the electricity. The owners wife, a Mrs Rosso made me welcome and gave me the 'talk'."We expect you to work safely, no rowdy parties at night, we have young ladies working for us, you 'will' show them respect. You can cook for yourself or for a small fee which we take from your earnings, you can join us at the. Lefty touched his cock to her cunt and rubbed it around the entrance until its head was covered with the pungent juices from Sandra's pussy. Lefty slid the angry red tip of his cock mercilessly into the slender but well-lubricated channel of Sandra's vagina. Without stopping once, he plunged his thickness in until every inch was completely stuffed into the depths of Sandra's cunt. "Unnngghhh!" grunted Sandra."Goes in further with your ass in the air," said Lefty, feeling his captive quiver. The thoughts of all that excited me, though I knew I'd never be privy to the social scene those involved. It wasn't like I didn't have any friends, I did... but most of k(i)ds in my neighborhood let me hang out with them only occasionally. It usually was because no one else was around probably, but I didn't mind, or understood in some way. At the time, I didn't care at all anyway, as I masturbated so much.The day started the same way they always do for me, I was fantasizing about the girls at.