Down, across her stomach, his face stopping at her mound of soft blonde hair. Her back arched... her head turned towards the window and her lips purse... in a soft blown kiss.She drew her companion back towards the sofa and the watcher moved to gain a better view. Her companions face pressed against the blonde hair and her legs parted... fingers slid down his back, pulling him to her... her eyes moved to the window, meeting her watchers eyes. They held their gaze together as her hips rose to meet. That would be the worst case scenario ever. However, I still was convinced that all of this would never happen, not at this hour in so a secluded area.It was barely past 11pm when I reached the woods. I must say, standing on the path, in front of the entrance of the woods, was very intimidating. It looked very dark inside the woods and even the moon couldn't break the darkness. I was very scared for a moment, but the excitement that I was feeling about what I was planning to do inside there,. I heard my husband's footsteps on the little path and a moment after there was silent beside the birds singing.When I think he were in place I took of the top of the bikini and lay down on my belly. Nothing happened for half an hour, then I heard footsteps at the path, I looked at the path just through the corner of my eye, it were a couple 30 years old with two kids. A shame, he looked just like a man I wanted to fuck me, but a shame with the kids and wife.I wanted to turn around and get some. “Do you think I should try some of these out on you, Gerald? ““Please, no Mistress. I’ll be good…I promise.”“I hope so. I’d hate to have to hurt you. Did you turn in your form?”“Yes, Mistress…as soon as I arrived.” I patted his cheek, telling him he was such a good boy. I led him back upstairs to give him his reward. I removed my blouse and bra, invited him to my lap so he could suckle—he was such a good boy. Now to begin building him back up.Gerald cried when I got my period. He felt.