Until one fine day Eve appeared in the Garden. I saw a woman walking a rat on a leash one day, while I was waiting for Buster at the Costello dog park... Buster inspected the bushes and I inspected her.She was tiny, perhaps five two, with dark brown hair that was cut into a neat preppy bob. She had a cute little figure. She was maybe a hundred and ten pounds, not spectacularly round, just kind of lithe and well put together.What I noticed were her legs. She was wearing a short dress and high. I do not hide: I am not a stalker. But I do not go to great lengths to ensure that I can be seen from the two long sets of stairs, a hundred yards away to the left or right of me.And then I see her. She has somehow reached the shore before I catch sight of her. Already the blouse I have seen her shed each day is on the sand, held in place by some heavy object I can not see.I watch her for a long moment before finally making my way toward her. I am prepared to wave to her politely when she. I am so proud of you doing your chores last night and giving me a detailed account of your bathtime. I stroked my cock, thinking about watching you shaving that hot little pussy that belongs to me, and remembered how beautiful that smooth mound looks when it is covered in my cum.I know how heated you are when you wake up, so this morning, I want you to get that cute ass out of bed and eat a good breakfast. Then I want you to be a good girl, get the camcorder from my office, and set it up in the. Archie took his thrusting down slowly to let her recover – he was grinning, breathless and content in pleasuring his lover. At a glance, he turned to the time on the brass, neo-modern clock by the television, and exhaled sharply as he wiped his brow with the back of his wrist. ‘Damnit, I’m gonna be late.’ Carefully, Archie’s cock unlocked itself from inside Michaela’s soaked cunt, but as he tried to move away he felt Michaela’s hands grip his hips – she had lowered herself down onto the floor,.