For a second she looked merely confused but the chemical in the patch was taking it’s effect and she fell without a sound, in a faint. I moved fast,... catching her as she fell, and moving and lowering her to the bench. I looked at her for what felt like an age, knowing that she would be out for half an hour at least. The chemical I had used was harmless, simply a catalyst for what was to come. I looked around fleetingly, for someone to enter the clearing now would be disastrous, but saw only the. You whimper, "Please. Oh God ....please!" as you hang over your perch in a teetering balance, but you don’t know which you are pleading for more: to be taken from the terror you are feeling or to be taken by the turgid shaft that stayed, teasingly, at the entrance to your sex. And then I let go of you and you are falling. You scream. You fall back towards me and are impaled. There was no other word you can think of to describe what is happening to you. This was not the hard thrust of a lover's. Sharon is a name I use before I know I can trust someone”.We quickly dried ourselves and she took my hand and led me into the bedroom. It was huge with a king-size bed which she dragged me onto. “Lick my pussy darling” she whispered in my ear “make me cum and cum and cum”. I did my best and she indeed had three orgasms before turning the tables and going down on me. It was no surprise when she said “I want to doggy again honey. I am so horny”. Still naked we went back to the lounge. As soon as. She was playing with her 2 year old son in his sand box. Which means he was playing in it and she was kneeling outside the wooden box and watched him digging and baking sandcake and stuff like that.I had a pretty good sight from my point of view, Mandy was very busty and attractive. That day she was wearing a strapless top that clung to her body like it was bodypainted.She doesn’t seem to see me and I decided to stay quiet and observe them for a while.Maybe it was her deep cleavage I could see.