As she disappeared round the corner her tight arse bouncing up & down on the horse I was having a fantasy wishing that was me she was bouncing on. Bac...k to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It. She did as he desired and gasped a little but was otherwise silent."That feels nice," he said, "beautiful."She drew in breath sharply and whimpered when he began to touch her private parts including her anus."You just love it eh!" he chuckled wickedly. "And you call me a dirty old man. Just listen to you. I know what you're like. I can tell, you'd want me to stick it up here eh!" He pressed his thumb at her anus and Emma yelped, almost toppling over head first, but steadied herself by placing. The sound of her sigh came from a long way away. I knew I was staring but couldn’t help myself. It was a compulsion to just soak up the image of her legs, a visceral uncoiling of something dark and primal inside me. My cock was hard, yearning a hollow ache, something primitive, something with an appetite. ‘Are you perving at my legs?’ she asked, with no hint of objection in her voice. The primordial tug came again, more urgent, insistent when I watched her squirm her rump on my settee, gangly. " Suddenly it felt like somebody hit me with a brick. "Excuse me?" "I've been in love with you for a while now, but I knew the feelings were unrequited. That's why I kept it secret." I had no idea how I was supposed to respond. Thankfully he kept talking. "I thought I could still live with you the way we had for years now, but it's not working. I hated Gwen because I was jealous of her. Being so close to you all the time is making things worse." "I...I don't know what to say..." "You don't have.