“You’re the first man to see my bottom half, beside my husband,” she said. “Turn around, let me see that big ass.” I said with a loud voice... She turned her naked ass into my view. I started to slap her big ass with my open hand. She started to moan again. I could see her pussy getting more wet. I leaned my face into her big ass. I started to slide my wide tongue into her ass cheeks. I then placed my hands on her hips. Forcing my tongue in deeper. I was in heaven. She let out a bigger. I let my hand slide down slowly across his belly and curled my fingers around it. I’d only touched one other cock before apart from my own and this was so much nicer, being naked and relaxed in his garden, knowing how much we were both enjoying it. I started to slowly rub his foreskin up and down over the shiny purple head, he was so hard; it felt really good.“Hi Dad…” a voice called out. I sat bolt upright in a state of panic and saw a woman in her mid-thirties stepping out the kitchen door. It was one of my favourite masturbation positions. Spreading my legs wide pulled my muscles tight, I liked the heavy feel of my erect penis sticking out and the feel of my scrotum swinging under me. That position also gave my sex kit the maximum exposure to the eyes and soft exploring fingers of my girl. As I knelt there her soft hands ran over my thighs, my stiff penis and my balls. She was enjoying the relatively new experience of a naked man’s body and sex kit to play with. I was having what. She bit against his lip and began to fumble for the lacing of his breeches. She smiled as she heard his breath catch as her hands ran over his manhood. She kissed his shoulders and his chest, tasting the salt of the sea mixed with the salt of the man. His breeches undone she pulled against them exposing his sex. Finding the strength returned to her body once more, she pushed against him, landing him on his back and she rolled on top of him, grinding her pelvis into his in slow, tantalizing.