He had volunteered to go down the garden and collect their s**ttered toys. As he reached the bottom of the garden a gentle rain started to fall. He qu...ckly took shelter in the tree house and relaxed, watching the plump raindrops hitting the leaves around him. Idly looking around his eye was caught by a flutter of movement in a neighbouring garden. A woman was engaged, as he had been, in collecting abandoned toys but she had not sought shelter from the rain. Instead she opened her arms and. Rachel giggled and tossed her long strawberry blonde hair to the side while her right hand slowly stroked my throbbing penis through the thin material of my long swede skirt. Her eyes were the bluest colour as she looked up at me. Rachel pulled off her strapless black top and I stared in admiration at her huge titties. I leaned forward and sucked her nipples hungrily as my hands lustfully went up underneath her short mini denim skirt and felt how wet she was. I pulled her panties to the side. Sarah hadn,t been well the first day we were there and spent most of that day in bed while my father worked and brother tinkered with an old car. The following morning was cool, cloudy and threatened rain which prompted me to put on my old hip boots, gather up my fly fishing equipment and head for the nearby Mill Creek just opposite the house. The stream was flowing well for the time of year as it can get very low and occasionally some parts dry up completely in late summer. A tattered old dry. I’m afraid the buses don’t run out here very frequently. I could offer you a lift to the station in Worthing, of course, but that doesn’t reopen until the morning either.”“That’s all right,” Marina replied, remaining seated and trying her hardest to stop her teeth chattering, “I’m really not in any hurry and I can wait for the first bus to come along in the morning. There doesn’t seem to be a hotel in the area, does there?”“There is one,” he said, nodding, “but it is a long way down on the.