Then I felt his finger stroking the entrance to my vagina, little circles, each time allowing his finger to enter me. A little at first then more and ...more, deeper and deeper into my little virgin pussy, my wetness making it easy to slip one finger, then two inside me. Using two fingers he began to finger fuck my pussy, slow at first, then faster, using the thumb of his other hand to massage my clit. I couldn’t see what he was doing to me, but whatever it was I was beginning to relax and enjoy. Having looked all through the house, they locked the door and, hand in hand, wandered around to the back garden."Hello," a cheery voice called out.They both turned to see the next door neighbour over the low dividing wall. He was a scrawny looking, bald headed man in about his sixties, he had a happy face and was smiling as he approached the low boundary wall which was just a couple of feet high and really only a marker rather than any sort of wall providing privacy."Are you moving in," he. She offered to go to the kitchen and make a drink but when she stood up he did too and started kissing her, they were soon into a full on passionate embrace. She lay back on the sofa and he lay over her, it wasn’t long before his clothes had gone and she was down to bra, knickers and stockings. I stripped off my own clothes and moved over to them wanking my cock, she took it in her hand and started wanking it and rubbing my balls. I managed to release her bra, her tits were very large and I. "Blood".She continued around the circle, distributing the flowers to all the participants, and receiving the appropriate chants from each. As she reached the halfway point, she started to give flowers to people who were already holding the string which Korta was sharing. Her heart gave a lurch as she started to hand people their second flower. This part of the ceremony symbolised the joining of their two lives, and the colours of the flowers were a reminder of the importance of their commitment.