I did not care being seen naked. I was just thinkingabout a square meal sometime soon."You can work in the stables then. That way you won't stink up...thecastle." He then looked at me. "You are the one that was selected forbeing the messenger?" Yes sir," I answered."You don't have any gutter accent, where did you learn to speak sowell?" My father was a professor in the university before he died. He madesure that I was able to speak well, as well as read and do my lettersand numbers. Sir," I. We were driving down to Lymington, enjoying the drive in the sunshine and idly chatting as we went. The conversation at some point turned to matters of sex as it sometimes does, especially when we are relaxed, and we talked about favourites – positions, sessions we could remember, places we had done it and so on.The conversation made me a little randy and I leant across and felt the front of Billy’s trousers. I could feel the outline of his soft penis inside his pants and I moved my fingers. More

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