Chapter Twelve
Miss Iris reacts to the presence of her employer by having the young males kneel.
“Let’s show the Misses some gratitude, boys. Nice and firm for me.”
I gawk as the two manhoods begin to engorge, though slowly. Both are uncircumcised and the moist pink p***s tips slowly peek out of retracting prepuces. But not fast enough for Miss Iris. With her crop, she gently begins tapping the underside of both phalli...right then left then back to right. Finally both males are not only completely erect, but with the embarrassment, their skin is a blushing pink.
As I have come to expect, both are amazingly well endowed.
Mrs. Fenwick gives Iris a subtle nod and she barks another command.
“Heads down lads. Butts up.”
Both foreheads lower to touch the closely mown grass. She barks ag
