"Aunty Janet?" you shout, peeking over the gate, at the house. "Lucy?"You attempt to open the gate again, but to no avail. Glancing at the fence, an i...ea crosses your mind. Although the fence reaches up to your shoulders, it is a four rail fence. Climbing over it sounds like more fun than forcing open the door.You step to the side and lift your leg. Once. Twice. When you try to take another step on the 'ladder' and lift yourself over, the rail breaks under your weight, and as you fall within. " It's true, Danny," said Devon with a pleading tone to her voice."Hi, guys," said a voice behind them. "I thought you two had left already." Oh, we just got to talking to Mrs. McCormick and Devon," said Heather to her Dad."Hi, Margaret. Swat's up? Heh heh," said Patrick. "Say, that looks like a spanking new hair style." No, it's not new," said Margaret and blushed deeply."Hey, son. What did the father porcupine say to his son just before spanking him?" This is going to hurt me worse than it. Janet knows that a better shelter, soon, may become a necessity and she clasps her upper arms as she shivers.Peering into the shadowy edges of the clearing, she sees several voids in the shrub growth. The second one proves to be a path leading uphill through fairly open woods. A quick glance at her watch tells Janet it is already four o'clock in the afternoon.She starts down the path, seeing that the open woods are better lit than the dense cover of the shoreline canopy. This benefit is. He moved from her tits to her slender neck and then back to the enchanting globes once again. All the while, he continued to grind his prick against the girl's soft, smooth skin, knowing that within half an hour he would be able to sink his cock into her virgin pussy.He reached down and grappled with Donna's pussy, delighted at her innocence. The girl was still fighting him a little, keeping her alabaster thighs clenched tightly together. Gentle pressure loosened her grip and then the girl.