I told her I would take the lot, and she smiled and said great. I asked if she had change, and she said she would have to run in the house and get it... Woohoo!I knew I wouldn't have long, but my cock was already poking a huge tent in my shorts and with her out the door I went ahead and got my first sniff. Yeah you can still smell that sweet teen pussy through the laundry fragrance. Damn right. I quickly popped my cock out and rubbed it against the cottony gusset while I looked back towards. I quickly obeyed and she pressed her crotch into my face. I brought up my hands and grabbed her ass cheeks pulling her harder against my red hot willing face. I inhaled deeply the musk of her dewy pussy and felt my nose get wet as it pressed against the soft pulsing lips. The hairs tickled my nose holes and I stuck out my tongue and licked through them to the core bump. I managed to get my urgent tongue through the musky growth and into the cleft. I brought my hands to the black mass and parted. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. I’ll be torn between wanting to stare and wanting to touch. If only his pajamas would slip down a little further. Rick knows I enjoy watching, so the morning ritual has become a point of seduction between us. As he whisks the eggs, he’ll flex the muscles of his forearm. He’ll talk to me about baseball or the stock market, but he’ll speak slowly and use his husky, morning voice, the one that makes me press my thighs together and shiver. He’ll look over at me just before putting the egg mixture.