It's in the corner of the park and covered on two sides by bushes. I slid back on the bench a little and pulled down my zip and slipped a hand inside....I watched people going to and fro but they were all too lost in their own worlds to notice me as I slid my fingers up and down my slit, spreading my wetness. I was tingling all over as I slowly rubbed my clit, feeling its hardness and sensitivity.I noticed a guy in a suit walk across the park and wandered about the size of his cock and how much. ” What else could I say?The water for the tea was ready. Peter treated us to real Japanese green tea and pastries. The tea was really bitter but the pastries sweet. With practice, I learned to savor both tastes separately and at the same time. I was enjoying my newly found skill when I realized that the conversation had turned away from horticulture and on to me. Mom and Peter were staring at me like they were expecting me to answer a question.“What?” I said in self-defense.“Mmm,” answered. The chairman announced lunch, I saw Marcus linger ruffling his papers while a bunch of grey suits scurried off to the restaurant on a floor below, and I quietly made my way to the ladies. I stripped to my stockings and high heels and stood with my legs spread leaning back on my hands against the counter so my breasts jutted out, fingering my tingling pussy as I waited. The door opened and Marcus walked in. "I wondered if you'd changed your mind" I said. He'd taken longer than I'd expected.. He had told her that there were more than three dozen plastic Easter eggs hidden in their fenced-in back yard. Only one would fit the lock that would open the back garage door and let her inside.The egg vibrator inside her roared on and caused a rush of pleasure to gush through her. The game was on."Oh, by the way honey," Kyle said as Erin looked around to spot some spot of color, "If you happen to cum while back here, you're spending the rest of the day in back like you are."Erin moaned her.