Released from under the straw Stetson, his black hair covered the collar of his duster, the dark curls clean and soft as the locks of a kept woman. Ad...opting a relaxed pose, he raised a leg up and over the neck of the gelding to better show the silver spurs and the little used soles of his boot. With the clean fingernails and light skin, working men might call him a ‘Dandy’ but the depth of his eyes stopped that careless remark before it cleared their throats. Now, without a hint of the danger. It was already cherry red and filled with health.She felt masculine fingernails dig into her butt crack. As the masked avenger grasped the waistband of her orange shiny panties and pulled them down revealing her pink skinned bottom. The cold air felt good on her hot pink butt cheeks, cotton-clad bottom but not for long. Her underwear having been lowered by Avenger without a care, while The masked avenger stared as Bridget felt long fingers against her butt crack, just before he pulled her. I scanned around looking for nice looking female bodies in skimpy bikinis, and found a few. I decided that before I went to take my shower, I would go mingle for a second and try to score some food that my brother and a few other guys (who were trying to appear manly) were grilling out on our back deck. Maybe while I was out there, I would get to chat up a couple of my brother's girl friends or something. I walked out onto the back deck and hit my brother up for a hamburger. He gave me one,. We had hoped you would come and join us one night, but,” Emily tilted her head to once side, “it was not to be.”Margaret felt relief and almost laughed at them. Tears welled up in her eyes and she struggled to hold them back.“Besides,” continued Emily, “We’ve been watching you too!”“I didn’t think you could see me?” asked Margaret.“Well, we couldn’t, but since we figured that you were watching us, Mike here, our resident electronics expert, installed a web cam in our roof space that looked down.