I didn’t…”“I’m messing with you,” she smiled as she reached for the large watering can and doused the soil. “Let me clean up, you finish...your breakfast, and we can head out.”“I’ll bring you home at a decent hour.”“I’m a big girl, I’m just prone to making bad decisions.” She collected her gardening utensils and started towards the garage. “The door’s open, go in and make yourself at home.” Once she heard the screen door slam to the house, she stood at the counter and started cursing herself:. Jab hum hamare seat pe pouche toh main chok gaya kiyu ki waha pe me 106 or 104 no seat pe do admi baitha tha jinki umar karib 40+ ki hoga. pura hall main koi bhi ladki nhi thi. Main neha ko mobile se msg kar di ki aab tum aa jaow. Neha undono ko dekh k thoda daar gayi.Maine use kaha ki darro mat yeh budhhe kuche nhi karenge. Toh main 107 main baith gaya kyu ki woha pe kuch labour class k log the aur wo 105 pe baith gayi. Hall main kafi aandhera tha par pass kiya chal raha hain yeh asani se. She was slowly stroking her pussy through her bikini bottom. I began to stroke my peter. But we couldn't really do that out here in the open. If anyone noticed and drew attention my wife would find out. She was just up the beach. Letting myself slowly get soft again I finally arose and started strolling down the beach toward the pilings holding up a large pier that was used for entertainment purposes. But under the pier it was dark and one could go there and not really be seen. I walked to one. This was perfect for me, and we made small talk at first. He sent me a pic of his cock and face, both were wonderful. As I stared at the picture of his hard cock, I imagined what it tasted like, what it felt like. I told him I wanted to be his bottom, and he invited me over for some fun. We met within the hour and went back to his place. I was incredibly nervous, but so excited about what was to come. We started off with some very sensual kissing on his couch, but he soon suggested we head to.