As he neared the unwitting object of his attention he drew his rapier smoothly and silently. Still the rider seemed unaware of his presence. He spurre... his mount and suddenly drew level, shouting to the man as he turned to confront him, brandishing the rapier, ‘Hold up Sir!’ The other at last turned to face him. He was taken aback but clearly not bemused. Terence admired the younger man’s insouciance as he reined in. He watched his quarry’s hands, saw that he did not reach for a pistol and,. I put one hand on the wet spot, and my own moisture grew rapidly at the silky touch and the sound of your soft moan. I rubbed the moist panties ever so softly up over the hood of your clitoris, and slowly down again.“Fuck, my love, you still drive me wild, you know that,” I said in a languid voice.“Hell, the sight of your name makes me wet,” you retorted.I reached behind you, gently removed your panties, and went down to taste your beautiful, aroused, wet womanhood. My tongue caressed your. I got some more wash and knelt in front of her. Her legs were slightly parted exposing her mound and pussy lips. I started at her toes and feet and washed them very carefully. My hands glided up her calves to her knees. She was moaning now. Her eyes were closed and she was swaying to my touch. I washed her outer thighs and her hands encircled my head. I moved back to her knees and started moving up her inner thighs. Her moans got louder and her hands grabbed me tighter. I washed her thighs. ’ She was out of her t-shirt and in the pond before I even realised that I still had not even seen her breasts. I was going to change that, so I slid out of my own t-shirt and followed her in. A minute later we were joined by Chris. After a lot of splashing and some playing tag in the cold water, our lips started to turn blue and we got out again. I went in to get some towels and we spread them on the meadow to let the sun do the job of drying our skin. With Angie lying on her back I finally.