”I have another quick check to make sure none of your neighbours could see me if they ventured outside and quietly undo my zip taking my cock out so...I can get to it easier, I couldn't of timed it any better because just as I wrap my hand around my shaft to start stroking, your hand slides inside your panties and you ease your legs apart and start rubbing your lips and clitty, so I time my strokes with you matching the nice slow rhythm of your hand moving up and down inside your little. ?I’ll cut his circulation off? she whined. How touching that she was still thinking of him after he had got her in to this situation. ?I don’t fucking care about him? I hissed. She pulled the belt tighter. ?You got any stockings? I asked herShe nodded. I told her to get them. She pulled out a couple of pairs from her drawers. ?Tie his legs with them? I told her. She took the stockings and used them to secure his legs to the chair. My cock stirred as I watched her naked tits bounce as she. Your eyes are on the ball. 'Looking it into your hands, ' they call it. Furthermore, they tell me that the position of your hands — up to cradle the ball — is also right out of the book. As one said, though, 'It's a shame almost no one ever reads the damned book!'"Now, here's Ken tipping the ball away. Notice the time. You change direction and somehow dive for the ball. Even at this speed we can't figure out how you did it. It was all done in about one-tenth of a second. No one has reflexes. ”The problem required he call in some help. It was hot and the old place didn’t have A/C so he suggested, “Remember the beaver pond?” Sure she did! “Let go out there and cool off.” Her pussy dampened since she hadn’t brought a suit, just like the last time they went there.Both were shy about showing their much older bodies but got past that and the water felt good. She began teasing Orval for staring at her much more substantial tits and asked him to stand up to see if he was getting hard. When.