In seconds my sodden t-shirt is pulled over my head and dumped on the floor, and we both stand there in our wet shorts. Indian XXX I’m fearful of pulling my cock fully out in case her muscles contract so much that I won’t be able to get back in. The only hiding place I could find was the garden shed which had the door partially open. I can see from my vantage point that her nipples are becoming erect and are pushing against the fabric of her halter-top. She looks at me quizzically as I ease her backwards until the backs of her thighs bump against the kitchen table. She begins to smile and a giggle escapes her lips, and that sets me off, and soon we are both laughing loudly, sensing the erotic tension in the air. These thoughts distract me momentarily from looking at what is happening outside, and when I finally look back through the gap I see that she has moved – but where? “I was trying to find you, as I wanted to ask you whether you have been using a hosepipe on the front lawn”. We hooked up a few times over that summer – more to follow perhaps 🙂 Read 28140 times |
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