I was concerned maybe my mother suspected something was going on but, she just asked me what time I had come home and I told her around 4AM. She aske... what were you and tim doing and I said we dosed off watching TV, she just nodded. Then she asked were tim's parents up and I said no they had fallen asleep hours before. Maybe she was just concerned as for me not to wear out my welcome but I wasn't sure and as long as tim's parents didn't walk in on us it shouldn't be a problem. Later that day. My head hit the bed again. I was exhausted. I lay there as the hand rubbed my bottom. I felt something had changed. The hand was different. I opened my eyes and looked around. It wasn’t Cindy sitting rubbing my bottom. It was Leonie. “What the?” I stammered but couldn’t move as I was still tied to the bed and as the knickers filled my mouth I know all I did was gabble. Leonie smiled. “Hey, sweetie. Did you enjoy my Valentines present?” I stared open eyed. Valentine’s present? What does she. I have taken to alarming my goods with piles of heaped stones, which rattle and clatter when my uninvited guests tromple them. There is a masked bandit, which once purloining me of a large dried fish, proceeded to wash the dirt from it in full view of the campfire, immersing it and rubbing it with its clever thieving paws. There are the singing dogs, who make a quick dash and grab, often when a fellow of theirs distracts me from another direction. There is a fragrant and bold kit with a pair of. They would feel me up, shoot their cum on my ass, jack me off then leave. I did this for about three years a couple times a month. Sounds silly and risky, but I would get so excited and turned on being exposed to a complete stranger and used in that way.One gentleman that jacked off on me several times, expressed an interest in wanting to grope me on his way to work. By this time I was divorced and lived alone. He wanted to do this face to face. I had never seen any of the men in my jack off.