" "Were you.. awake... earlier, when I was here before," he asked suspiciously. "Yes," Mary replied, "When you were hear with your sweetheart. I was w...tching you, Sir." Andy laughed at the suggestion that Gemma was his sweetheart. Gemma was a filthy little Tart; a randy colleague with whom he worked. There was no romance as far as he was concerned, but she was, to give her her dues, an extremely good fuck! "You were watching us," Andy repeated to the woman, aroused by the thought of someone. The patrol made a circuit of the bubble greenhouses every one and a half hours and that had given him enough time to slip closer to his objective to see what they faced.His skills in moving silently through the scrub had stood him in good stead and he found a spot where he could watch what was going on inside the greenhouses. The Zytol seemed to be gathered in the large central bubble and Carson counted close to forty of the beasts. That meant his group was evenly matched, but he reminded. ? She said asshe began rubbing her pubic area. She opened her legs and took a finger andslid it back and forth in her slit, rubbing some juices over her clit. Then alittle jerk and moan, and her finger disappeared in her pussy. She licked herfingers and did it again. Standing no more than four feet away from us, thisbeautiful creature was playing with her naked body and describing every detailof what she was doing and how it felt. She described how she tasted. Slowly shewent until her panting. Her bright pink panties hugged her pussy nicely. They looked like they were glued to her mound. The lower part was tucked slightly into her pussy lips forming a pretty nice camel toe. As her ass cheeks came into view it was clear that she had a pair of her thong panties on. She had recently talked me into buying some for her even though I thought that she was a little too young to be wearing something so sexy.I replied, “Yes, honey I think it is way too short. I can see your panty covered pussy.