Bill’s first impression, ‘Tom married well.’ Her charm matched her beauty. She seemed down to earth and genuinely concerned for Faith. ‘Is th...ere anything we can do?’ ‘Well, I’m going to be staying here with Faith. If someone would feed Hershey…’ Bill explained the dog’s eating routine and told her the house was unlocked. ‘I’ll stop on my way home and pick her up. She can stay with us until Faith is better,’ accepting the responsibility without question. ‘The kids will love spoiling her.’. " Hi there, come through, the plug sockets are over there, Do you want a brew as well?" I declined and started to set up the sprayer. It turns out she was alone, her Dad was in Hospital having his Hip replaced and as such, couldn't go to visit him, so she had to stay at home. I walked outside and started spraying her side of the fence, which was a lot easier as there was no plants, just paving slabs and artificial grass. The only problem now was that I couldn't gain a crafty peek of her. My legs started to spasm I screamed and my pussy started spraying. Wave after wave of ecstasy shot through me while my body buckled up and down. When my orgasm started to subside I looked to Sarah. She had stopped masturbating and watched me shocked. Steph? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself? Everythings OK. Hui… that was an amazing orgasm… One of the best I had until now. Maybe because I could watch your finger fucking your little pussy. And no, I did not hurt myself. Sometimes it looks. I held it there, deep inside me a second or four, letting the nicotine do its thing. As I began to exhale, looking down the track, a woman came around the bend, she was still on the curve, a good 200-yards away from me. She had big tits, bouncing, bouncing, bouncing as she jogged. The bitches, big double C’s, swayed side to side, and they bobbled, up and down, in a way that said, “Were firm. Care for a squeeze?”The closer she got, the more you could see her tight, fit body, a dancer’s physique..