He was practically drooling at the carnal delights of the garden just like the dog was drooling and lapping at the girl’s cunt. Her fists balled up on the table and her moans grew louder now. She lay there catching her breath and then lifted her head and stared at the fence where her voyeur watched back. She kept the dog focused on lapping her pussy from clit to asshole. Her fists balled up on the table and her moans grew louder now. Up, down, and around… It nearly exploded seeing the moist cunt again, literally sparkling in the afternoon sunlight. He could see small, pert breasts with tiny pale pink nipples spilling out of her gauzy dress, chest heaving with her moans. What’s yours?”
“Bette.”
She got up on the picnic table to get a better look and nodded at the robust young farmboy on the other side of the fence. It was a way the teen farmboy had gone many times before. He couldn’t help but peek through the slats of the grayed fence belonging to an old house down the lane. He could see small, pert breasts with tiny pale pink nipples spilling out of her gauzy dress, chest heaving with her moans.
