Ah, Cherie. That day when I first saw you through the window...you were concentrating on something and didn't see me looking, but I saw you! Your shirt was partly undone and I could see your breasts when the material fell open. And still you didn't see me. Nor did you see my friend. He is always horny, my friend. Actually it was he that nudged me and pointed to you standing in the sun room with that cute little pout on your mouth, dark hair slightly in disarray...To tell you the truth just that was already enough to get me horny. You looked like someone had gotten you all sexed up and then left without finishing the job. And that's when Arnie came up with the idea.
"What do ya reckon?" he whispered to me...Don't know exactly why he whispered. We were far enough away you wouldn't have heard us shout.
"Hmmm. I could go her." I replied as I watched your tits jiggling as you shifted in your chair.
"Well...There's no one around. Why don't we?" He grinned. Horny bastard was rubbing his crotch as he spoke.
Well, getting in wasn't too hard. Don't you country people ever lock your doors? I guess its lucky for us you don't huh? But weren't you surprised when we came into the room? I can still see that slight look of shock on your face as two strange men entered the room, both leering at you and you could read our minds. I know that by the way you covered your tits and partly crossed your legs. Hmmmm...But it only served to attract my attention to the fork of your legs where your pussy was hidden only behind the material of your cut-off jeans.
"Wh..What do you want!" You screamed as we came further into the room. Arnie, not backward at being forward, grabbed his crotch again and thrust his pelvis forward.
"To fuck you of course." He replied in his smoothest suave voice. I just nodded as I walked up and grabbed your shoulders...Your lips were slightly parted as I kissed them and I could taste the salt of you on them.