I heard the back door close, and than their was silence except for the sounds that you normally hear around your neighborhood. As I laid there I star...ed to think, what if someone walks into my backyard and finds me like this, what if the neighbors look out there windows, what if …., I was getting very nervous, but also very excited. Than I heard a lawnmower start, very close, I think it was one of the neighbors, I could hear it getting louder, than softer, could they see me laying like this. Wo use kapde dikhane laga or majak bhi kar raha tha. Mai wahi baitha whats app pe message pad raha tha or has raha tha tabhi wo bhabhi meri taraf dekh kar boli ki hamari baat sun kar has rahe ho kya mera dhyan unki taraf gaya unka fig 24 28 32 tha or dikh ne mai slim ek dam must thi bahut hi khubsurat.Mai waha se utha or unhe apna mobile dika kar message padane laga message double meaning tha wo bhi pad kar hasne lagi or meri taraf dekhne lagi. Kasam se dosto kya batu jis andaaj se usne dekha. I learned that this kind of interaction really wasn't a breach of the wall I'd built around myself, but just a small outlet. I was convinced that there was no danger of being exposed and no chance that anyone would know my shameful secret. In fact, I became a stickler for the rules. If someone would speak or try to linger after we were done I would rudely re-buff them. That served to insulate me and convince me I was safe.I learned that as the person inserting my cock, I was not supposed to. I couldn't believe my body was responding to this new humiliation."Keep going, Kimberly," he said crudely, "I want to see your tits."I slipped my blouse from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I unhooked the bra. I held the cups against my chest for a moment. I closed my eyes. I glanced at the window. There were people on the street below. I let my bra fall to the floor as well. I stared at the TV. I was bouncing up and down on Tony's cock now; soon I would start to cum. The manager.