I'm John Nelson Winters. The Nelson bit is mothers maiden name and, yes, there is some connection to the Hero of the Nile and Trafalgar. At one stage ...he family had been quite wealthy, but that was before the First World War. My father was in the Army and my sisters and I went to boarding schools.Home was an old farmhouse owned by my grandparents. We lived there as and when dad's postings allowed, but got to see a fair bit of the world as well. David and Camilla lived nearby. They studied law. He grabbed Ryan by the mouth to stop any further pleading and pulled him down towards the doggy position. There was no stopping. Josh had an a****l urge that needed satisfying. He started pounding Ryan harder and harder, using the entire length of his dick to slide in and out. He's never fucked like this before - his heavy, low hanging balls slapping against Ryan with every move. Ryan's face was bright red with either pain or anger. Probably both. But he kept silent.Two more, long, hard strokes. " She said and began again. This time she began to strike harder and faster. I moaned and started squirming in her lap. "No, No, John we're not done yet." She said and wrapped her legs around mine preventing me from moving. "I don't know why you're fighting me John? You know you like this. That this is what you've been dreaming of, is it not? To have some pretty girl order you around. You should be thanking me." She said. I moaned deeply and said. "Yes, this is what I wanted, but I" she quickly. She turned around and started to run back to her friends. Turning back and laughing at me periodically.Well, that was humiliating, and before things got any worse I was determined to stand up and get the towel. But just before I could, I saw something move in the water. The midday sun was right over the lake now and I struggled to make anything out. I could see ripples and what appeared to be a slender figure emerging from the water.As my eyes adjusted I was able to make out more, and fuck! I.