"Let's check out the backyard first," you suggest.
"Good idea," Nancy says and starts around the back.
You follow her around the back of the house; your eyes locked on her ass. You're rewarded by the stiff breeze, which whips up the back of Nancy's skirt every once in a while as she walks. You can see the undersides of her perfect young ass as she walks ahead of you.
At the back of the house is a stone tiled patio with an in-ground pool. Past that, there is a large yard and English garden. A couple of loungers are around the pool. A man is leaned over one of the loungers; part of his body obscured by a large planter.
Nancy points out the man to you as she heads across the grass, "That's Mr Kamp."
Suddenly, Nancy stops dead in her tracks. You're so close behind her (watching her ass again) that you bump right into her; knocking you both to the ground. You can feel Nancy's tight ass under the bulge in your pants as your body is completely over hers.
You start to apologize, but when you look up, you see, to your surprise, what made the young detective stop so suddenly.
From your vantage point on the grass, you see a girl bent over the lounger; her ass up in the air. Mr Kamp is bent over her; fucking her from behind.
You hear Nancy gasp, "OMG!" Her eyes are locked on the scene before us.
You can hear the sound of Mr Kamp and the unknown girl getting louder as their bodies slap together. The girl sounds like she's really enjoying herself as she gets nailed by the much older man.
You enjoy the view as you take a closer look at the girl. She looks to be around 18. She's dressed in a small, bright red hoodie, which is completely unzipped; letting her full B-cup breasts shake hypnotically. Her short grey shorts are pulled down to her ankles and her black panties are at her knees.
Mr Kamp has a grip on her blond hair as he rides her; his abs smacking her ass as he lunges forward each time.
As you watch, you feel your cock growing harder and harder against Nancy's tight young ass. You know you should probably get up and leave discreetly, but you can't seem to look away. |