I stood up and moved over to the door and slowly pushed it open."Please Aunt Pat - please." Charlie was right where you're sitting Jen. Only she wasn'... sitting she was kneeling on the bench. Her skirt was flipped up and Michael was behind her with his shorts around his ankles - pumping away for all he was worth. One arm was resting on the tabletop the other on the other was out of sight. I knew I should have turned away, but I couldn't. "Jen's mouth fell open in utter speechlessness.Pat lifted. Pulling them harder, she felt the fabric pull against her pussy as the bottoms of her shorts approached the waist band, her shorts appearing more like a thong. With her ass exposed, she heard her partner say that he had to have her. Cresting the hill, an open meadow opened in front of them. The path they were on split in multiple directions, all empty as far as they could see. At the intersection of these paths, a grove of large trees once had grown. What remained was now felled, with their. On some occasions he would be lucky enough to find a small wet patch in them and he would lick at it and hold it hard against his nose, taking in the gorgeous smell. This had added a whole new dimension to his masturbatory habits, he loved to feel Emmas knickers wrapped around his hard cock. As he sat on the edge of the bath he would slowly rub the thin material up and down his glans until he could feel himself about to cum. At the point of ejaculation he would aim his cock head at the gusset. I hoped I’d take care of this crap. These last few nights...”She trailed off. The idea was there but she didn’t want to say it.“You’re not going to make these last few nights a habit.” He told her.“Just, just give me a bit of time Brett.” She sighed. “Something’s been off.”“Yeah, well get it on.” He stood up, grabbed his empty cup of coffee and dropped it off in the sink. “I’m coming for you tonight. Be ready.”A week ago, that threat would’ve melted her kneecaps and spinal column and had her.