“My apologies.” “Ah, there’s no need for any of that now,” Lord Remington smiled. “I was just letting you know so you’ll understand how things have to be not to blow your cover from now on. When there are people around, of course you’ll have to address me as a Lord, as all page boys have to address Dukes.” He squeezed his arm around Cameron affectionately. “But when we’re alone together, little Leo, you can call me anything you’d like. First names even.” Cameron smiled back at the sight of Lord Remington’s smile. The young boy had almost forgotten this feeling, of what it felt like to have someone he could trust, a close friend he knew wouldn’t betray him and would keep hot him safe. Lord Remington’s hand had come up to Cameron’s cheek by now, and he was softly stroking the boy’s smooth, milky skin as he gazed into his sapphire blue eyes. There was something in those eyes that Cameron saw, a want, a desire, and Cameron knew that it was he that the old Lord wanted. As if to let Lord Remington know it was okay, Cameron smiled at him and nodded. At once, the old man’s eyes had closed, the black pupils disappearing behind his eyelids, and he leaned forward. Cameron by now understood what was happening, and though he was nervous and didn’t know much how to respond to the Lord’s advances, decided to allow Lord Remington to have his way. It was the least he could do for his savior and benefactor. Both the old man’s hands held his face as their lips met, and Lord Remington’s kiss became increasingly passionate as he attempted to force his tongue into the boy’s mouth. Cameron, meanwhile, who was totally inexperienced with such adult matters, merely sat still on the mattress, eyes wide open. He did not know how to respond or react, or how to even kiss back. After a few moments of this, Lord Remington finally broke apart from the kiss and opened his eyes. Cameron was a little stunned and perhaps overwhelmed by the passionate kiss still smiled invitingly, however, encouraging the older Lord that he was alright with it. dance After some thought, Lord Remington finally spoke again. “Lay down and take off your clothes.” He instructed as he got to his feet and unfastened his buckle. “We won’t need it, not tonight.” Knowing what the Duke wanted, Cameron slipped off his new page’s attire until he was left in only his undergarments, and then grinned as he made eye contact with the older man as he slowly pulled it off to reveal his nudity. Lord Remington had by now taken off his plaid shirt and lowered his trousers too, but the older Lord was unable to take his eyes off the boy’s bared body the entire time. Cameron smirked a little as he saw that Lord Remington’s erection was already at full attention. He was now suddenly finding himself quite enjoying the boyish appeal that he had on older men, and couldn’t wait to see what he wanted from him. “Lay back on the bed.” Lord Remington said, and Cameron did as told. He watched as Lord Remington got on the mattress, a hungry look on his face girl as Cameron indian laid sprawled out under him, looking up at the old Lord with a curious look and nervous grin. If the boy had to be honest, he was nervous, unsure of what was going to happen. And yet, when he looked up at the old man who towered over him on the bed, he knew it would all be alright. “Relax, it was a while ago,” Deana said. How did you know my darling?" “Ever been in a fight before?” No longer was Cameron unsure of what was going on; he just didn’t care anymore. The image's her small frame,her long braided dance grey hair reaching indian her tiny ass,pointing at the wide gap between her thighs had been on my mind for a while. Chloe reached down and guided me into her. I gazed down at the canine with concern but he appeared to be recovering. I lapped up the cream gushing out of her. He had a rifle with him, just in case anyone decided to hurt Kayleigh too much. “I want to go skinny dipping with you and then we can do whatever we want. She then moved to my pussy and started to eat me. I saw Katie get behind Cathy and begin to eat her. They had breakfast before settling down to watch TV. Standing him up and turning him around, she continued down his back, bottom, and backs of his legs. “Greedy slut,” Clint growled. "Shut up, let me sleep." Kayleigh’s youthful looking face could definitely pass for younger girl then 18. “Unless it’s my own.” he agreed. BECKY! As she checked herself out in the mirror, she noticed her nipples growing hard and tenting the front of her blouse, her pink areoles visible through the sheer material. After I’d asked her to come to see me again and told her that we’d go out and have a bit of fun, she asked me what the scaffolding frame was for. So why shouldn't you have her? Work that cock in and out of me.” "Oooooo, Henry!!" she squealed in that lispy high pitched squeak of hers as she bottomed out and wriggled her ass enthusiastically against my heated crotch, "Squeeze my titties too!!" she urged as I reached up and grabbed her huge melons that had me deliriously dizzy as they bounced around on her sweaty chest like hyperactive balloons. I stood up, that delicious spunk drying on my colorful body. I will put the kettle on.” and with hot that went out of the room leaving Stacey frozen and stunned.