The summer passed by without a repeat though I am embarrassed to admit that more than once I returned to the same secluded part of my yard and went th...ough the same routine of crawling around on all fours pretending to pull weeds while letting my loose-fitting work jeans slide down off of my hips exposing my ass in hopes that he’d see me again and was then relieved when nothing happened and I returned to the house. I don’t consider myself to be gay and I’d never been fucked in my ass before. I told her there was no problem, and got up to give her a hug. She hugged me back hard and buried her face into my neck and shoulder. She sobbed a little, but her hot breath on my neck was starting to turn me on. Theresa kissed my neck, then my ear. I turned and kissed her. I pulled back and stood up. She reached up and pulled my shorts down, springing my cock free inches from her face. She reached up slowly and wrapped her hand around my cock. Theresa looked up at me, licked her lips, and took. "Isn't that what you do most of the day?" Teresa was 20, a cute, top-heavy bottle-blonde with several piercings and tattoos and one of those tongue studs, and she worked as a repair dispatcher for the cable TV company. Thanks to her connections I got great service and the fastest Internet service possible, and at a great deal. She was my wife's only daughter, and she liked giving me a hard time about pretty much anything she could think of. Sex included. I did a pretty good job of going. I move her towel more towards the thighs and start message her lower back and once in a while move to her ass and even squeeze the cheeks lightly.. Now she was really enjoying it because she had her eyes closed and breathing quite heavily. After a wile, she open her eyes and life her head slightly and look at me and said. Honey, u have a wonderful hands, u are doing a great job.Now my hands are on Geeta ass for a longer period then her lower back. Slowly I started to move my hands on her entire.