The young beauty had turned and was kissing and rubbing her body against the man beyond her. I watched as his hands pulled the silk wraps from her sh...ulders and as they travelled over her firm, flat bottom, squeezing and pulling her to him. I saw his eyes look down and find me as I made my way both closer to the house and into the shadow of a tree where I would be concealed from someone passing on the street.She stepped back from his embrace and at first I was uncertain what she was doing. . " Yeah, I know," I said as I slid into her. I was surprised that, even though extremely wet and sloppy, I could still feel the walls of her pussy and I was equally surprised at how deliciously wicked and wanton it felt to be soaking my cock in another man's cum. I thought that I could learn to like it, that and watching.When I woke up the next morning it was with the realization that my marriage to Kathy was going to undergo some major changes. It was obvious to me, regardless of what Kathy had. Yet, there she sat, in all her glory, perched on a lovely display stand. As he realized he was staring, he sensed that the orchid felt him gazing at her. Shaking this off, he went about his job. Since the Orchid Pavilion was ultimately the most renowned part of Eagleton’s, the storyteller was fated to spend many hours working around My Belle. She was a magnificent specimen with dazzling hues of green and amber flowers, flecked with gold and tinged with a blush of violet that almost glowed. Her. I wondered how they managed to get things from the shelves when I heard a soft rumbling and a ladder appeared sliding on tracks along the back wall. Hanging near the top of the ladder was a young, well-endowed blonde-haired girl in a short skirt. As she leaned and pulled on the shelves to propel herself along, a goodly portion of her chest was visible. At first glance, seeing her white buns under the skirt I gasped but then realized that she was wearing a pair of white thong panties."Hello.