gentleman's manor

Soon, Dickon felt a cold hand on his chest, down to the base of his thigh, lingering in the lower triangle.Dickon's penis stood up uncontrollably, he opened his eyes in panic, and saw Mr. Lewis, whose face was flushed.

Louis's eyes were rippling, his breathing was heavy, and he touched Dickon's body wantonly with his hands. Then he grabbed Dickon's penis and played with his slender fingertips.

Dickon gasped, put his hand on Louis' shoulder, wanted to push it away but couldn't bear it, so he looked at him beggingly and said, "Sir, don't..."

Louis let go of his hand and sat back on the bed, staring at Dickon's body with piercing eyes.Dickon's penis has been erected high, thick and big, with bulging veins on it, he clutches it in shame, like a child who has done something wrong in embarrassment.

"Don't block it, let me see." Louis' voice was hoarse, he gently unbuttoned his belt, and then opened his nightgown. Under the nightgown, he was naked, and his naked body showed an extremely sexy look under the moonlight. pornography.He licked his lips, spread his legs wide, and said to Dickon, "I'll show you too..."

"First... sir..." Under such a temptation, Dickon only persisted for a second before pounced on Louis, touching and kissing Louis like a beast.

"Ah, ah..." Louis used both hands and feet, tightly wrapped around the man on his body, opened his body more actively than Dickon to meet the dawdling, but gasped and complained: "You bastard, who Tell you to touch me, I just order you to watch and get off me."

"Sir, I can't take it anymore." Dickon rubbed his cock on Louis' tight ass a few times, and found that the man under him had ejaculated once before, and the semen flowed all over his ass, and his pussy twitched by itself , as if begging someone to fuck her hard.Dickon didn't think about it anymore, grabbed his penis and stabbed it in.

"Ah-hmm-" Louis cried, moaning like a contented cat.The hole beneath him was hot and slippery, biting Dickon's cock and swaying gently.This kind of stimulation made Dickon unable to control himself. He hugged Louis's buttocks and began to slam into them. The whole penis was inserted and then pulled out.

"You bastard, get your dirty thing out of my body, let me go." Mr. Lewis complained in a lewd tone, while catering to Dickon's penis thrusting, he actively raised his buttocks and chased The fiery cock, with his legs on Dickon's, had no intention of letting him go.

In the midst of this fuss, the two had an orgasm together. Dickon poured heat into Louis's body. He lay on Louis' body, listening to the other's soft moan by his ear, and the lewd cry was full of deep satisfaction. .Deacon slowly pulled his cock out of his partner's cunt, bringing out a large amount of cum, which wet the sheets.The man under him was opening his legs wide, squinting his eyes at Dickon, humming softly from the corner of his silvery mouth, and his pussy was still twitching.

"Sir, are you all right?" Dickon asked shyly.

However, Louis entangled Dickon with both hands and feet, his naked and smooth body rubbed against him lightly, his voice was like soft cotton wool: "Put it in again, I want more."

These words made Dickon's penis harden in an instant. He pressed on Louis and pushed in without hesitation, but Louis turned over and pressed him under him.

Louis rode Dickon with his cock in his ass, moving up and down, then took Dickon's hands and stroked them all over himself, calling, "Dickon, baby, touch me, touch me. "

This night was extremely absurd, and when it was close to dawn, the two of them hadn't finished their work.

Mr. Lewis was kneeling on the bed, with his buttocks up high, and Dickon was thrusting hard behind him.After another orgasm, Louis hugged Dickon contentedly, while kissing him, while rubbing against Dickon's body, he couldn't stop saying, "Baby, you're so nice, I really like you."

The buttocks shook happily all night, but the libido was still high.This is poor Mr. Lewis. After being a virgin for more than 20 years, he couldn't stop his car.

"Sir, I really have to go. It's almost dawn." Dickon said nervously, looking out the window.

"Don't go, darling, don't go." Mr. Lewis octopused Dickon and wouldn't let him go.

"But if you don't leave, it will be too late. The servants will wake up in ten minutes." Dickon pushed Louis, got off the bed, picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on.

Louis followed naked, rubbing against Dickon.Until Dickon walked to the window and opened the curtains, he still hugged Dickon's waist reluctantly, grabbed his hands and touched his body, kissed him and said, "Tonight, you want come early."

"Okay, sir, I must come sooner, and I am reluctant to leave you." Dickon hugged Louis vigorously, and then slowly climbed down the window.

During breakfast, Eric told his family about Quint Manor: "The person I sent came back and said that the merchant's daughter asked his son to call the mistress' son Father."

"Oh, God, what a disgrace!" said the Viscountess, fanning her mouth with horror.

"Maybe that kid is really a villain. I heard that they are sleeping together now, maybe they hooked up a long time ago." Eric said.

The Viscountess sighed and said: "What a low-spirited person, I was almost fainted by them." Of course, the lady just shouted a few exaggerated words. Instead, he glanced at his youngest son and said, "My dear Louis, are you in a good mood today? It's been a long time since I saw you smile, you... what's that on your neck?"

Louis, who was secretly having fun by himself, immediately suppressed his smile, touched his neck, and said with a straight face, "I was bitten by a bug."

"Oh! Bugs! My God! I think the servant was lazy and didn't clean the room properly for my little baby." The Viscountess screamed, and then, skipping breakfast, she screamed: "Housekeeper, butler, find someone Come and clean Master Louis' room again."

Louis was still calm at first, but when he heard his mother calling for someone to clean up his room, he couldn't sit still immediately, got up and said, "I've run out, you can do whatever you want." Then he ran back to the room like a gust of wind.

Only Lord Viscount and Mr. Eric were left in the living room.

The Viscount looked at the young son's back and sighed, "Did Louis bring back a servant?"

"A gardener, father," said Eric.

"Oh..." Lord Viscount asked, "How is he?"

"Very honest." Eric said succinctly.

The Viscount took a sip of tea and said, "It's good to be honest. The gardener is a little bit low, but it's much safer than those who have status, and he's not a woman. In short, he can be happy, so that this child won't be in trouble all day long." Keep a straight face." Then he lowered his voice and said, "As for the matter of Quint Manor, I will never allow those filthy sluts to obtain our family's noble surname and land through despicable means."

"I know what to do, Father," Eric replied.

"Be careful, don't cause trouble, we just need to get the land back," said the Viscount.

Louis ran back upstairs, hid the out-of-shape sheets he had tossed about last night, and went to the garden in a good mood.Dickon had obviously been looking forward to him for a long time, the fiery eyes of the two met in the air, looking at the posture, they almost wanted to hug each other on the spot and continue the feelings of last night.Fortunately, there is still the last bit of rational support, they only dare to flirt.

At night, just as the lights in the manor were turned off, Dickon couldn't wait to climb onto the young master's window sill.The two of them are like rabbits in estrus, and they can do it endlessly.

Although Mr. Lewis has been a virgin for more than 20 years, he is an intellectual at any rate. He has read a lot of pornographic novels. He is much more sophisticated than Dickon, an innocent boy. over again.

Only Dickon wanted to cry but had no tears. He originally thought that Mr. Lewis was an unattainable red rose, an ascetic and serious gentleman.Unexpectedly, Kaolin Zhihua's heart is like a wolf and a tiger, and he can't wait to squeeze him out, and he is also domineering and narrow-minded.

For example, after one time, Mr. Louis asked him with an ugly face: "How many people have you slept with before?"

Dickon blushed and shook his head and said, "No, it's just you. I haven't done this with any gentleman before you. The night you were drunk was the first time for me."

"Then why do you have so many tricks? And... still make me so comfortable... I don't believe you haven't done it. Admit it, you have seduced others before, you can answer me honestly, I won't be angry. said Louis, squinting his eyes.

"I really don't, and there are many tricks... It's your tricks..." Dickon whispered.

"When did I ever play tricks! If you, a nasty guy, didn't do that to me while I was drunk, I'm still a boy. It's all your fault, you little slut climbed me bed, seduced me!"

Dickon clutched the sheet with both hands and said, "It's...it's my fault..."

"It's good that you know." Mr. Lewis snorted, then leaned on Dickon and threatened: "I don't care if you have seduced others before, since you have climbed into my bed, you must guard your own from now on." Duty, if I know that you can't keep your lower body, I'll send someone to chop you up." As he said, his hands still touched Dickon's baby a few times.

Dickon nodded fearfully, "I will do my job sir."

"It's good that you understand." Louis kissed Dickon's chest all the way, and then licked and kissed Dickon's baby. Dickon was made hot all over, and then he thrashed for a long time.

Such a shameless and impetuous day continued sneakily. Instead of losing his passion, Mr. Lewis, who was like a wolf, showed his true nature of a pervert that had been suppressed for many years. He would not let Dickon sleep until he did it once every night.

In midsummer, there was a big news in the manor. The family that had been separated from the ancestors was extinct, and Quint Manor was going to return to the name of Viscount Constantine.

"The child was infected with smallpox and disappeared, and soon the child's mother also contracted it and died. If my people hadn't gone there in time, those people would still try to find another child to replace them." Mr. Eric said, "But it's a pity that only the land When we come back, all the current assets of the manor are still in the hands of the mistress' son."

"As long as the land comes back, it doesn't matter what's in it." The Viscount said, "Konstantin's surname cannot be corrupted."

Louis' father didn't intend to divide the land like his ancestors did, so even if the Quint manor came back, he would only leave the manor to the eldest son, so Louis was indifferent to it.He plans to move out recently, and it is too inconvenient to live in the manor with a group of people, every day is like having an affair.

As exciting as this was, his beloved Dickon couldn't sleep soundly and had a lot of work to do during the day.Louis is qualified as a lawyer, but he never works. After all, he is an aristocrat, and the aristocrats do not work, but if you want to enter the parliament, you must have some fame.However, as the youngest son of the Viscount, Louis still had a lot of money. He had secretly settled a small house outside and was planning to move Dickon there.

He told Dickon about it and asked him to pack up his things and get ready. Dickon felt very sweet, and was in a trance of happiness every day.However, the day before they were about to move out, Mr. Alva suddenly came to the door. He whispered to Louis in the room for a while, and the two left the manor by car together.Louis didn't even glance at Dickon before leaving.

Dickon watched the carriage go away, feeling as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

When Louis came back, it was already three days later.It turned out that there was a problem with a property invested by Mr. Alva. As a lawyer, Louis was obliged to help.

Mr. Lewis fell asleep when he got home, and was ready to recover his spirits and have a good evening with Dickon.But at night, he waited for him not to come, waited for him not to come, waited until dawn, and Louis rushed into the garden aggressively.

"Why didn't you come last night? I waited for you all night."

"I thought sir was tired..." said Dickon without looking up.

Louis, who thought he hadn't seen each other for a few days, would be as enthusiastic as his lover when they saw each other, felt left out. Of course, he didn't miss the cold expression on Dickon's face, so he asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," said Dickon.

"Okay." Louis frowned and said, "Then are you still coming tonight?"

Dickon's face was very pale. After hesitating for a moment, he said firmly, "No, sir."

Louis was obviously angry, and he said sharply: "So you don't plan to come here in the future?"

Dickon was silent for a while, and made no answer.

"Whatever you want." Louis left angrily.

Dickon stood where he was, wiped his tears sadly, and was about to continue working when someone patted his back hard.

Mr. Lewis just took a few steps, then turned back, glared at Dickon, grabbed his collar and asked, "Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? I didn't ask you to play around. What's the matter?" "

Dickon looked at Louis for a moment, shook off his hand, and said loudly, "You're playing me!"

"You, how dare you be so rude to me!" Louis said in surprise.

"I don't do that kind of thing with you anymore, you just want to play with me and have fun with me." Dickon cried and said, "I let you put me on the bed when you were drunk that night, and you didn't disturb anyone. People, not because I want to, but because I love you. But if you just want to have fun, then you have found the wrong person, and I will never sleep with you again, woo woo..."

Louis hurriedly covered Dickon's mouth, and said angrily, "You are crazy! Why are you talking so loudly? Aren't you afraid people will hear you?"

Dickon wiped away his tears and said, "Sorry, I won't say anything."

"When did I say that I was just having fun with you..." Louis blushed and said, "I don't just have fun with people."

"What about Mr. Alva? Tell me, do you still love him?" Dickon asked eagerly.

Louis frowned and said, "It's none of your business."

Dickon's heart seemed to be squeezed hard by someone. He looked at Louis and said sadly: "I know you love Mr. Alva. I already knew it. I have been looking at you for the past two years. I don't care about anything. I know, but I indulged myself anyway, I am a big fool. How can a lowly person like me be worthy of you, you only love the noble, decent, educated and learned Mr. Alva, and I am a muddy person all day Companion, ignorant and foolish gardener." With that, Dickon dropped his hoe and ran away.