"You seem nervous Steven ? Its nothing. I just need help to get the sunbed out of the shed, Is that ok ?" Fine" I replied. We wandered to the shed. Sh... unlocked the door and pointed. "There they are Steve". Two sunbeds were just inside the door. "I'll take one you get the other and lets get them in the garden. Suns got there now".The back third of the garden was coated in sunshine so we placed them there. "Why two Mrs Wilkinson?" Oh Steven ! Call me Hazel. You're a big boy now ok" "Ok Hazel. When my fingertips touched her pussy again, it was like an electric shock to her. I pulled back temporarily; until I was satisfied her jolt didn’t wake her boyfriend. I began finger fucking her slippery pussy fairly vigorously, and she didn’t budge. I added my little finger, and I was amazed to discover that I could get my entire hand deep inside her. Only my protruding thumb prevented me from completely fisting her hungry cunt. She was thin and tight, after all, and I didn’t want to hurt. The valet ran directly. "Well, have you sent?" asked Monte Cristo, seeing Morrel return."Yes, and now I shall be more calm." You know I am waiting," said Monte Cristo, smiling."Yes, and I will tell you. One evening I was in a garden; a clump of trees concealed me; no one suspected I was there. Two persons passed near me--allow me to conceal their names for the present; they were speaking in an undertone, and yet I was so interested in what they said that I did not lose a single word." This is a. He was a metal worker and general craftsman and she was a housewife. In addition to their work and homemaking duties they worked a small farm to help them build their retirement nest egg and Don, their son, lived next door to them in a small house that was part of the farm. He was a thirty three year old contractor with a growing business and the pride of their lives. He was the pride of their lives right up to the moment they were murdered in their bedroom that cool fall night. * Chapter One.