A beautiful sunny day, perfect for flowers. I’m sure that must be why she picked me today. After breakfast she ventured out into the back garden and set about mowing the vast lawn. It was a hot job and she worked up a good sweat, making me warm and damp in the process. Every time she bent to empty the grass collector her jeans rode down over my slippery softness. I peaked over the waistband of her jeans again and again and every time she pulled them back over me I became crushed against her hot, sweaty slit.
She finished cutting the grass and set about weeding, kneeling on the ground with her ass in the air. I’d managed to wriggle out again, the joy of hipster jeans, and I had a good view of the garden. There were lots of beautiful flowers to admire, like those that adorn me, and also I was able to see the back of the house and neighbouring properties. As she leaned backwards and forwards across the flower beds, bum presented to the world, she was totally oblivious to the guy next door, who was watching from his upstairs window. He might have thought he was obscured by the sheer voile at the window but I, and most likely her if she turned, could see everything. He had his generous cock in his hand and was wanking quite leisurely as he watched her. I was riding slowly up into her ass crack and she reached back to adjust me. He paused whilst she did this and removed his hand from his hard-on, letting it bob and strain freely. It was magnificent, she was missing a truly glorious sight.
She returned to clearing the weeds and he began to pump his cock again, quickly picking up the pace. I couldn’t really see his face but the sudden slowdown and tightening of his adequate balls suggested he’d come and he disappeared from sight.
As if on queue she finished her task and cleared away, returning to the house to wash her hands. I couldn’t help but wonder how differently that would have played out if she’d have caught him. I longed for her to have seen it so she might have creamed all over me, surely she would have? She might have pretended to be shocked, maybe she would have shouted out, but I think she would have been flattered. She might have even needed to take a break and finger fuck herself if she’d seen how hard he was for her. A bead of sweat ran down her crack and I quickly soaked it up, happy to receive it in the absence of a more desirable wetness between those warm soft thighs.
Colour: Black, turquoise and pink Hawaiian print
Style: Short
Material: Micromesh, lace edged waist
Features: Daily Juices, Perspiration
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