I can’t remember what first gave me the idea, of course. Anal sex Sometimes, I even left my bikini indoors. it would hurt… At first I just did it on the grass by the side – but eventually I started moving closer and closer to the hedge, until I was lying on the ground right next to the gap, cunt facing out to the road beyond. Still, that idea, of being caught, being helpless? It didn’t help that the one or two times I DID hear a car approaching or the crunch of boots, I got terrified and ran back inside. And then, when I’d go outside – when I’d step into the water and feel it glide up my legs, feel the coolness of it lap against my pussy – all my muscles turned to jelly. I must’ve cum at least six more times that first day. But when two figures stepped out? I’d be too busy to notice, shaking and thrusting my hips as my fingers moved inside of me.
