When we reached the end of the tunnel, we had to crawl out through that small opening of the tunnel again. Climbing up sure was more difficult than cr...wling down. It also made me aware that if it really would start to rain outside, we would probably never manage to get out through this opening, because the slope would get too slippery.Once outside, Eva took the lead again and without a problem, she brought us back to the pond. Because we both had some dirt on us, form climbing through the small. He gives me the shy smile I have come to adore, as he places his suit jacket on the chair. I'm dressed in lingerie he bought me a month ago and sent to my work. He can't send it home to me; my husband, nor his wife for that matter, would appreciate it. It's a push up lacy bra that he can see my nipples through and a g-string that slides between my ass cheeks like it was made for me. He looks me up and down as he walks towards me. We are quiet, like we are sharing a secret. His large hands slide. To help him out I steadied myself by putting my left leg out wide and placing my other one right between his squatting legs.My sex magic must have been in overdrive because his pecker was already big! He got the straps undone and slipped the red shoe on.I stood up and walked in it a bit. It was a little too big, but it felt nice.I propped my foot up on the stool. My tight little skirt rode up on my thigh and I must admit that the red color looked amazing with my skin. I turned my torso and. Compelled now, by not just the man but what he was up to, and aware that he knew I was there but chose to ignore me, I abandoned stealth for speed, and moved with renewed purpose in his direction.Before I could fully close the gap between us, he stood - the sight of his muscles working to move his body enchanted me and I slowed again - and when he turned - though it took me a moment to trace the path from navel to neck to face - I realised he was you.You held a small bouquet of shady.