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Natalie, the artist continued

Denise and I continued our playtime with Natalie whenever possible. She is truly a passionate lover. Our development is adjacent to Natalie's cul de sac, but we always play at our house. The reason being Natalie's mom. After Natalie bought her house her parents bought in the same area, not 10 houses away. Natalie made the mistake of giving them a key. She said it is not unusual for her to enter from her back yard and find her mom in her house. Natalie even told her that she might catch her is a compromising position sometime. Natalie's mom shrugged it off. We devised a plan for us to play at Natalie's on occasion. Her backyard backs up to a wooded area, with an abandoned set of railroad track, near the park the county put in. It has running trails that I use. On occasion, I will let Natalie know I am going for a run. If she is interested, I go out, cut through the wooded area and go across her private backyard. This has led to hot steamy showers and great sex. On this one particular occasion we had licked, sucked, kissed and fondled each other into a frenzy. I had Natalie on her back and was slowly fucking her. She was fucking right back. After she climaxed she told me she wanted my cum. I don't think I could have held off much longer anyway. I shot cum into this beautiful lady. As we lay there she asked me about other couples, single ladies and guys, etc. I said it sounds like you want to explore the lifestyle. She said she did. She proceeded to tell me about her fantasies and many they were. I began to stiffen and she noticed. I got her on her hands and knees and entered her from behind. We got into a nice rhythm and she started talking dirty. What a turn on. It was then I looked in the mirror to watch her tits sway to the thrusts that I saw someone in the hall. I was taken aback at first, but continued fucking. The dirtier Natalie talked the filthier I got. She announced that she was cumming and I was not far behind. After I stopped shooting she fell forward. Our spectator left, not wanting to get caught. There was something about her ball cap that seemed familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it, but i was something I had seen before. I headed into the bathroom and watched the lady, obviously Natalie's mom make her way down the sidewalk. It was then I realized her house was back to back with our. A small wooded area and tiny creek are behind us. The hat still had me thinking. I will figure it out. Also, I found out I enjoy being watched.

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