My spouse and I have spent many happy hours in front of fires, and we've made love in firelight more than once. I have a feeling that we haven't been ...nobserved, either.I'm writing this long after the events of the summer I started telling you about. You'll remember I told you about the Christmas party we let Julie host in December, the mistletoe, and a little extra zing to the kiss I received from Stephanie's mother, Mary. We had a little experience with Mary later that winter, in fact. Now,. Bill was busy playing."Do you have your bike here or did you walk over?" I walked. You want to give me a ride home on your handlebars?"I wasn't sure of what Bill would think if I gave Eileen a ride home. I wasn't going to ask him though. I went over and got my bike and walked it over to where Eileen stood. I held my handlebars steady, while she hopped up on my handle bars. I took off, but was finding it hard going in the grass. As soon as we got to the street though, it became a lot easier. We. She was so turned on that she scooped my cum on her finger and licked it. She then moved her hand towards her pussy and touched herself to orgasm. She couldnt believe her nephew turned her on so much, her pussy juices were flowing down her legs. She never felt so horny, a feeling of guilt also came to her and she managed to snap out of her horniness. Ever since that incident, i would go to my aunt Julie every morning and tell her to relieve my cock. She did say i should do it on my own but it. The vicar indicated a door to her and so she crouched by it and peered through the gap.In front of her was a man in his twenty’s, baring his firm arse and thrusting his cock through a hole into the next booth. The organist was in awe, it had been many years since she had seen a man’s lower region. As she stared, the man began grunting and thrusting faster as he reached orgasm. Once done, he began pulling his trousers up as if making to leave.She turned to the vicar in panic, who grabbed her arm.