Real 34 DD perfectly round, magnificent, spectacular breasts and her ass was like a heart. Hourglass hottie. It was hot in there. My flaccid dick did ...ot disappoint me. It hung large and long in my pants, running down the side of my left leg (it prefers it there).When I enter the room, I was wearing my pinstriped dress pants, and of course, she immediately noticed a bulge and suggested I was already excited, but I was NOT I was soft. I told her, and she smiled, a little incredulously. I asked. My tools are my brain and natural ability to improvise plus a few basics. I like to think that I blend into the background at average height. As the police like to say ‘he has no distinguishing marks’.The roof of the adjoining school and doctor’s surgery is easy to enter. I just shimmied up a couple of pipes, no fuss, no tools needed. I have a pretty good head for heights, which stands me in good stead. There was, I will admit, a moment of tension, when the drain pipe separated from the gutter.. She stopped smiling. A sudden fear jumped in the pit of my stomach making me feel ill - had I been caught staring at her? I turned away awkwardly and asked about the garden to cover my embarrassment.She transformed. She bounced happily out of the kitchen and started pointing things out in answer. She started to explain everything. This was clearly her garden, her sanctuary, her love. She led me all around the garden talking the whole time, excited the whole time. And I actually found it. , O.K., anything you want but please don’t stop!” Chrissie stood up and led him to a comfy chair in the corner of the room. She instructed him to kneel in front of the chair and bury his head in the cushion. She then pulled down his trousers and pants. Standing back she raised her hand above her head and swiftly brought her hand down hard on his left buttock, causing the head to splutter a cry, muffled by the cushion. As she raised her hand again she looked at the red hand print on his, large.