I felt her push back against me as the moisture she had been building up slid along the shaft of my now engorged member.I penetrated her slowly, and h...ard her sigh. The warmth of her innermost secrets flooded over me, and I found that the water was not as cold as it had been. In fact, I looked around quickly and realized that the green of the leaves seemed even more green, more alive.I grasped her hips and began to set up a slow rhythm, slide in, pull out, slide back in. After a few playful. Obviously, I had failed to lock the door and the occupant of the other office burst in.I was startled and suffice it to say my aim was off and my urine dripped down my khaki pants. When I looked back, I saw my office neighbor for the first time. It would be difficult to determine who was shocked the most – her or me. She stuttered through an, “I’m sorry,” and then glanced down to see me trying to zip my pants with a solid pattern down my front. She closed the door and left – most likely back to. She knew if her appearance were radical, it would be more difficult to stay low. The doors to the house opened, allowing the contestants to enter. The first to run into the house was a tall, broad man with messy brown hair. He bounded up the steps two at a time in excitement. Some of the other contestants followed and Gwen found herself in the middle of the pack. Gwen entered into the living room of the house. The area was surrounded by a heavy black curtain, which secluded the contestants in. I couldn't take my eyes off those smooth, pure white, mature thighs and the cloaked treasure at the end.As Aunt Eva worked, her knees would swing open and then narrow slightly, almost as if teasing me on purpose. As I continued my work, or pretended to anyway, I'd position myself so I could get the best view. Sitting there, staring under her dress, I could see that the hairiness of her limbs continued up the full length of her legs and got really serious under her panties. Tufts of pussy hair.