My jeans were off and folded and I pulled by boxers down to my ankles, I did notice Mrs Whittingham undoing the top bottom of her blouse, she must hav... been getting warm. I caught a slight glimpse of her cleavage, she had well proportioned breasts I thought must have been where her daughter got hers from. I felt my erm member feeling somewhat stiff and erect a bit embarrassing.“Feeling a little excited are we David, or is that fear” said Mrs Whittingham, I just blushed. She then presented the. But there was no Tarzan, nor any trees for that matter.Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.The creature halted and watched her. It was less than 10 meters away fromher. It looked at her with his dark brown eyes. It appears as if his eyeswere the gateway to the netherworld this fearsome being originated from.It was human like in many ways. It had arms, a head, a torso and legs.But that seemed to be all. The hair on his head appeared wild, curly,shady, maybe greesy even. Falling down his body till it reached its. His feet almost gave out right then, but somehow he reached the wall. Right behind him someone was still sniffing the air, this time closer to where he was about to exit. He felt phantom claws go through the air in an attempt to grab his shoulder. He almost yelped in terror but he bit his lips as he dove past the cave wall.“Holy shit. Holy shit. What is that?” He whispered in terror. His voice was shaking waiting in anticipation for something to happen.His hands were shaking. The thing. I could feel pre cum soaking the front of my shorts and knew I would soon loose my load if I didn't stop her. I stood up and moved towards her, her eyes fixed on my bulge all the way until i was next to her where with her still sitting she pulled my cock from the confines of my shorts and slowly gave my a lovely tug whilst looking up at me with a lovely fuck me look on her face, that was too much for me and I cum all over her hand and arm with some landing on her upper body and a few dollops.