Wanting to get a better look at her pussy, Kenny moved down the hedge to a new vantage point. Peering through the hedge, Kenny gazed upon Carol's gorg...ous legs and his eyes were drawn up her legs to her pussy. Carol had her legs slightly spread and Kenny could just get a glimpse of her pussy lips as she lay there enjoying the sun. Carol's alarm time went off again and she got up from the lounge chair, put on her robe and went back into her house.Kenny went back to pulling weeds in his garden. On one sunday evening she came to my house. She was as usual chatting with my mother and I too quietly went about my job of silently watching her. While talking with my mother she sometimes used to turn at me and give a smile and continue to chat with my mother. that evening after chatting for sometime she left. Before leaving she as usual asked me about my job and how was life. After sometime as I was having dinner, she called me and said her computer has hanged and asked if I could come. At this stage I was more scared than excited, already questioning my judgement, almost wishing I’d not been so stupid as to open my life up to a complete stranger, giving Him the power to control and ultimately destroy me. But it was too late for second thoughts, and as I took His coffee upstairs and walked towards the table I could seem Him looking at my phone and then writing things down in a small notebook. I placed the coffee in front of Him, sat down and watched for a few minutes while He. .. ?” She left the question hanging and Britney answered it.“Yes, Ma’am. It’s his cum. I hope that was alright,” she said.“Absolutely! Anytime! I trust he was a good boy?” she asked. She had trouble maintaining her compsure on “good boy.”“Yes, Ma’am, very obedient. I gather it was you that trained him so well?” Britney asked.“You betcha. It’s taken a lot of practice, but he’s gotten the hang of it,” Jess said, patting my ass. Britney noticed the gesture.“Yes, actually, he said something about.