She looked softly back and said, "I won't, I promise. I'm sorry I interrupted you." and then- "I liked watching you, may I sit with you while you fini...sh?"He nodded, speechless and unlocked the car door. Dianne got in, locked it and asked to not be shy, that she was safe, just liked watching a man. He freed himself from the jeans and pulled on it. Dianne licked her lips. He began to play, to fondle, then to stroke the growing shaft. His breathing increased. Dianne was beginning to squirm. He was. Now, though, how could she hide, yet not hide?The shovel.Ai stood, gripping it. It was big, with a thick, hollow black shaft and large plastic curved green blade. She could put it somewhere, and when Bill came by he'd notice it and know she was close and begin calling. Then she'd come out of hiding! It was a wonderful plan! Bill would be so proud of her, he'd hug and kiss and fuck her! Ai shivered in happiness at the thought. Now, where to put it?Following her tracks back away from the houses,. Seven days later, I found mom finger fucking her own self in the toilet. She also saw me but did not show it. At night I asked her as to whether she enjoyed the act. She denied. I suggested that she did something else- use a cucumber, or may be a radish to replace the finger. “Will it be of a more joy?” Asked mom. “Why don’t you try and see for yourself?” She started using those items in my presence, and that started to arouse me immensely. But all I could do is to masturbate secretly. Two days. So, I timed itjust right and I bolted out the door and into my car and I drove off. WhenI returned home I noticed my wife had packed a bag and had left, whichmade me feel relieved because I don't know how she would have reacted tome in this condition. I felt better when she left me a note that said shewas going to be at her parents for a few days. It got to be aroundmidnight when I felt the tingling go through my body so I knew I must beexperiencing the reverse trip back to normal. Even though.