.I picked up the ladder and leaned it on the roof. Before I could offer to get the ball she started to climb.“Now hold the ladder.”I grabbed the l...dder and looked up....My face was no longer just red...it was on fire. Mrs Holder was not wearing panties. I began to sweat. The stone … I never even thought about it. I stared at her pussy it was red like it had been rubbed quite recently. I knew her husband didn't do the rubbing. He worked overseas in the oil fields of the Mid East...he only came. I moved my hands to his face and pulled him to me. His lips parted and he softly kissed my left nipple. My hands felt the counter behind me. I grabbed it so I wouldn’t fall down.He kissed and sucked on each breast and nipple. My body was shaking and I knew he could feel it. He pulled me tight against his mouth as he took as much of my breast inside as he could. I moaned.“They are even sweeter than they look.”Why was he talking? Keep kissing and sucking my tits, I thought to myself.He untied his. I can't get bred. I can't get pregnant!" Her voice quavered, icy fear spilling into her hot waves of pleasure."Actually, that makes things much easier for us," Roy said, looking down into Tara's wide eyes as he stroked his turgid member, "You'll be seeing how easy it is soon enough..."Tara couldn't respond. The man below lifted Tara's shivering body off his cock, and the man behind her bent her forward. No sooner had she felt the thick manhood once buried in her pussy sliding against her mound. It’s not all that comfortable standing here in the hall. I’m sure we’d feel much better in the lounge.” What made Hazel do it she’d never know but she turned and walked down the hallway towards the lounge with Mike trailing behind her. “Well?” she asked again, “what is it?” Mike didn’t reply but walked past her over to the window. “Oh yes you’ve got a nice view from here Hazel,” he said, “pity I haven’t got the same view from my flat.” Then Hazel saw his eyes flick to the floor and she realised.