Faster and faster, we at the same time. I am covered in cum. I don't care, I grab my undies and clean it off. Once again, I pull him towards me. I gui...e his cum covered penis towards my anus, it tickles, it's wetness slapping clumsily against me. I push myself against his penis, it gently pushes in, little by little. He pushes himself in, slowly pulls out, thrusting a little more each time. I am in heaven. I pull him all into me, he sighs, once again telling me he is close, I smile, pull him. The gardeners, three of them were stood around the table casually drinking mugs of tea whilst Mrs Brooking was restrained. I could clearly hear them talking about what they were going to do to this tied up mature slut and Mrs Brooking was clearly enjoying the situation! No one knew that I was there which suited me as I could view and listen without detection. One n the gardeners still sipping his mug of tea walked behind the restrained Mrs Brooking and started to slide his free hand up and down. She slips the towel under me before I collapse again on it."Wow, Mary, you are absolutely dripping!" she says, tracing a finger over my pussy lips. My body stirs again at her touch. Now she runs her finger between my lips, making me moan a little.Juices drip as she lazily slides up and down, and gush out as she presses her fingertip into my pussy. I gasp, then she presses farther. My pussy grips her finger.She looks at me and smiles broadly. "Oh yes, my love, I'm not done with you," she. She had no idea he was in the bathroom. She worked the lather into her skin and stood, head back, eyes closed, under the driving spray. His erection jutting from his middle, aimed in the direction of what he wanted, Matt silently slid the shower door open and stepped in. When the door opened, Mary felt a rush of cool air, then hands began to slide over her soapy flesh, and something very warm and hard pressed between her buttocks. ‘Matt!’ she exclaimed when the young man pulled her back against.