Come the day, Iwas ready, having walked into their neighborhood from about a half-mile awayand hidden myself in their back yard. As soon as I heard m... client andhis wife leave, I pulled my ski mask on, hitched up my backpack with my kit init, and slipped in the back door that my client had conveniently left open. Before her parents had turned off of her street, I was looking at Emily's face,her pretty brown eyes widening in shock, her mouth opening to form a shout,adrenaline flooding her body. “Yea…better” he responded, out of breath.We quickly got out, dried off and dressed without saying anything, though it was obvious that I had no problem getting his shorts on this time.That evening Tim was in a better mood and joined in on the conversation and even helped clean up afterwards. It was good to see that I was able to help him this afternoonand I saw no reason to tell Will what I had done. I worried that he wouldn’t understand and might find something perverted in it. Besides, it. I could hear the noise from an exuberant celebration coming from inside.“Took you long enough to find him,” Ferguson teased Cooper when we entered the tent. Everyone started cheering.“It seems that your brothers brought dinner down to us tonight,” Ferguson explained. “They brought a tonne of frozen shrimp, ten hams, and a pot with your name on it,” he said, pointing to the pot.I went over and opened the pot. “Oh, yeah,” I thought.“That’s not my name on the pot, it’s what’s inside the pot,” I. With my eyes closed I continued to play with my breast and let my self explore my pussy further.The crotch of my pantyhose had gotten so wet that I thought the thin material would give way to my probing fingers. The thought of my pantyhose getting damaged and risking not getting another pair was too much. I lifted my butt up, put my thumbs into the silky waistband and rolled my pantyhose down to just below my crotch. Finding my now naked pussy I continued to rub it. Just as I was about to.