I take my long tanned legs and wrap them around your waist, locking myself to you. You lazily run your hands down my chest, pinching my already erect ...ipples as you work your way down. You stop to briefly rub the small four leaf clover entwined with a feather. it is the only tattoo to grace my body - a tribute to my mixed heritage of Native American and Irish. Your eyes run all over my body, your hands mimicking them perfectly. You hands intoxicate me and I feel like I could not string together. I was at a loss of control over my body because it felt so good, allowing him to do whatever he pleased, not wanting to stop feeling the pleasure.At that moment I heard someone walk up to the car, and he immediately stopped and backed away, and I also got up. I saw the watchman staring at us.“Is everything okay?” he asked.“Yes,” I answered, not looking at him.He was standing so close that I am sure he must have seen what he was doing to me, and also my bare ass, as I had covered it only at the. I felt like my penis begins to harden, but not only mine. Its also quite quickly stood and decided to go with the flow. Button unbuttoned his pants and stuck his hand in the underpants. His penis was very hard. I slid out of his pants and put it in his mouth. The size of his penis was perfect. Not too big and not too small thickness just right. I played with him gently licking and sticking it in his mouth. Moments later and I pulled her closer to his mouth. He started to fondle me and he did it. Further and further up her leg it travelled, as it did she opened her legs and let out a small groan, gripping it tighter. My fingers met with her panties, Aunty Lucy told me they were the ones I was wanking into yesterday which made me fully hard, and I started to finger her through them. Slowly stroking and circling, alternating the pressure at which my fingers teased, feeling her hot juices start to flow as her hand joined mine in pleasuring her. As she fingered her pussy lips I started to.