Flying off the path you land on yourside on the sodden grass, raising a cloud of spray as you land. Unhurt, you situp, arms behind you, hands flat on ...the grass and legs bent, water swirlinground your bottom. You look so foolish that I can?t help but laugh as I offeryou a hand to stand. I raise you up and drag you dripping to the small bridgeover the stream I sit on the stone wall and pull you over my knees. I flip backyour dress and pull your wet knickers up into the crack of your arse,. One of my favorite Show's was Wild Wild West. In this show the hero was a handsome actor named Robert Conrad and he was always saving the damsel in distress. I wanted to be the Damsel in Distress I use to tie myself up and pretend James West was coming to rescue me and he would kiss me and make passionate love to me. Now mind you I was the older of 2 c***dren in our house hold and my little sister did not have the same expectations of James West or Robert Conrad.My parents definitely did not. Perhaps I shouldn't have kept watching but I did anyway a little upset that he had taken something of ours. He found the crotch of her panties and brought it to his face sniffing it. Then he pulled his straining cock out of his boxers. He was about seven inches, cut, with a fat mushroom head. Ever since I saw Tom's cock as a k** I had been a bit jealous that he was thicker than me.He rubbed the soaked panties against his throbbing cock, lubricating it. I knew her pussy had been soaked but even. She went to the washroom to pee, while I suddenly made her caught hold when coming out and making her strip off her saree.I wildly took off her saree, petticoat and blouse and wanted to see her naked and hot. Took away her bra and panty, and made her sit on the conference room table. She was a bit shy in open in conference room, but some how I convinced her by my foreplay and seduction, I hugged her tight and made her feel my heat, made her feel my hot penis on her pussy. She had clean well.