The thrill of being caught adding to the fun. Of course I have been spotted a few times and depending on who saw me I would either quickly return to m... clothes and disappear, or just move on if there seemed no trouble or no interest.Let me tell you about one experience that happened when I was about 23 years old. Like always my clothes were hidden and on this occasion I had been wandering for about an hour and had jerked off once while watching a young couple walking along a footpath. I found a. . i rub my hands up and down your legs, and you tell me to caress your balls and suck them gently. You stand in front of me, legs strong and hard. You're moaning and you love the way this feels, and i am getting wetter and wetter doing this to you... you remind me again to keep my hands on your legs, on your body... not to touch my pussy... you tell me "it's my pussy now, and I'll tell you when you can touch it."You pull your cock out of my mouth, looking at me. You're serious, and you say. She was content with what she had.Many years previously the garage had been converted into an extra room with shower room and Luke had moved in there as a teenager. The room was self contained and Luke could and did leave the house unnoticed many times.Luke was a Peeping Tom. He had been a real devil as a child, always climbing, always running, being outdoors. When he was in his new room he worked out that he could go out at night without his mother knowing. That’s what he did, first as a. With the very tip of my finger, I traced the course of her vaginal opening. The sigh turned into a low moan as the fingers went just a little further in and I ran them to and from along her slit, moisture very evident within.I felt her legs nudge open a little more and her hand found my now rock-hard erection… she circled her hand around it and slowly began to stroke it. I gently pushed my fingers into her pussy and she gasped, then again as I located her inexperienced clit. Her grip on my.