Like a rabbit darting into its burrow I slid up under the downward sweeping branches, vanishing from sight of the confused motorists in the circle.I h...d a stitch in my side and could barely breathe. I sat against the trunk of the large tree and fought to slow my breathing and massage away the cramp. I was still a mile from the houseFrom my hiding place, I watched the cars entering and leaving the circle. It seemed as if the traffic would never abate. After about an hour, the flow eased and I. The cold air made my nipples sting. All the time Amjed was still jamming his long fingers inside me. “That’s better,” Mush said as he groped my naked breasts, pulling and tugging at my long nipples, making them hurt, even more. “Wow, I’ve never seen tits like these before”, grunted Amjed, “they’re fantastic.” Softer, than in my youth, my breasts were still considered quite sexy, for a woman my age. I fumbled with his jeans until they were halfway down his legs. “Take your fingers out”, I. It was unlike the couple to be so careless. When David arrived at the door, this was also open. He gave it a light push, slipped in, and grimaced when the hinges creaked as he closed it behind him. His mind was on burglars at this point, and he wanted to attract as little attention as possible. It didn’t take long for David to discover the culprit. An unfamiliar figure, a long and lean feminine shape, stood silhouetted in the kitchen. She seemed to be helping herself to whatever food was in. I went to pull my hand away but was surprised when I felt her hand on mine. "Don't worry that feels good, it's been a while since I've been touched" She said. I carried on driving I had to ask for my hand back to change gear, after I'd done so she pulled my hand back encouraging me to reach further up her leg, which felt so smooth and soft to the touch. I needed no more encouragement and as I gently stroked her thighs I felt her hand move to my leg and she in turn started to stroke me. I could.