Really? How hard can it be?”After taking a couple of breaths, Kyle jumped in front of me, grabbed my right hand and plunged my palm on top of his un...erwear. His cock nestled between his balls felt larger than it already was since I was touching it over the cloth. Kyle kept my palm pressed firmly against his crotch and wouldn’t let go.And he replied with heavy teary eyes, “Can you feel that, mom? That’s how hard it can be.”Fuck! My fingers slowly contracted to latch onto everything that it could. Elle me fait un petit sourire, que je lui rend et nous voilà parti sur le sentier. Je lui emboîte le pas. Tout au long de la première marche, Alain ne peux que difficilement faire abstraction de son petit postérieur qui semble rouler de gauche à droite et de droite à gauche. Moi aussi je ne suis pas indifférente aux courbe de la jolie guide et mon esprit s’égare. Je m’imagine en train de me mettre derrière elle pour lui bouffer le cul et lui glisser ma langue entre les fesses. Alain s'aperçoit. Her head is bent at some task... a small frown suddenly turns up and her faces lights up. Tossing her hair back from her face she stares right at you. Beautiful bright green eyes shine at you. Long lashes sweep down and hide the gaze for a moment only to reopen and stun you again with an intent stare. Your breath catches in your throat. A slow sly smile works its way from her eyes to her mouth. Pink lips are moistened by a slow lick of the tongue. With a graceful shifting of weight she stands.. I had rigged the gate on that side of the house earlier in the day so it was tied closed with string so I didn’t have to undo the noisy latch and bolt lock. She knew I would get there at around 8.30 as their kids would be in bed and it would be nice and dark then and I wouldn’t be seen. Just as I got there and getting into position I heard her turning on the shower and saw she had left the curtains open a bit at the side (where he wouldn’t notice from inside) the window I was viewing from.