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It was when he was on his daily “permitted exercise” walk through the woods near his home that Andy caught sight of the little hand-painted stone, carefully placed on a rotten moss-covered tree stump. It measured roughly ten centimetres by four, and on its pale grey surface someone had artistically and lovingly painted the words “Lots of Love See you tomorrow” in silvery paint on a primrose-yellow background, all surrounded by a bright red border.Andy smiled at the incongruous object. Who had put it there, and why? There was something vaguely feminine about the colours and the curly lettering, but otherwise there was nothing to indicate its origin. Had it been put there by some children leaving messages for the friends they weren’t allowed to meet in person? In these days of FaceTime, Snapchat and all the other social media ways of keeping in touch, it seemed quaintly charming and old-fashioned: more like the sort of thing forbidden lovers would do in an eighteenth-century romantic novel than twenty-first-century South London during the Coronavirus lockdown.He also wondered if the “tomorrow” in the message was still in the future, or was it actually “today”? Or had the stone been placed there many weeks ago and simply forgotten? almanbahis şikayet Andy reasoned that he’d probably never know, though he resolved to come back in a few days’ time and see if it was still there.But then, in the end, he found himself back sooner than he’d expected. His planned circular route through the woods was blocked by barriers and an officious sign warning that there was tree-felling going on that afternoon, forcing him to return the way he’d come. As he approached the place where he’d seen the stone, he heard voices. He walked forward cautiously, not wanting to find himself in a Mexican stand-off with someone else on the narrow path, neither prepared to back down and go another way to maintain the appropriate two metres of “social distancing”.Then he saw them; two young people, a girl and a boy, aged around seventeen or eighteen. The girl was wearing a very fetching yellow crop-top that showed off her flat tummy, and a pair of denim shorts that did the same for her bare legs. The top fitted her slim torso tightly, and Andy (who always looked for this sort of thing) couldn’t see the outline of a bra underneath. The guy was wearing shorts and a t-shirt too, although to be fair Andy was rather almanbahis canlı casino more interested in the shape of the girl’s breasts under her top. They were talking too softly for Andy to pick out any definite words, but he did notice that the boy was holding the painted stone. Did that mean she’d painted it, as a message for him?They were standing rather closer than the permitted two metres, and Andy was just wondering whether to barge past them as quickly as he could, holding his breath, when he saw the boy reach up and put his hand on the girl’s chest and began to stroke her breast through her top, tweaking at her nipple. Andy sank back into the bushes, his heart beating. Should he do the decent thing, and creep quietly back the way he’d come? Or should he stay quiet and watch for a bit? Of course, if he moved, they might see him. Maybe it was better to just stay where he was.By this time, all pretence of social distancing between the couple had gone out of the window. They were kissing vigorously, their mouths locked together while they embraced, hands roaming over each other’s bodies. The boy began to slide his hand underneath the girl’s crop-top, and she raised her voice to protest (“Sam, no!”) but almanbahis casino not very convincingly.“Oh, come on, Ruth, no-one can see,” said Sam (inaccurately).He pushed his hand further up inside her top, pulling it up to give Andy a tantalising glimpse of the bottom curve of her braless breasts. Ruth wriggled a little, but in an instant her top was up over her tits and Andy saw the delectable mounds in all their glory. They really were gorgeous: perfect hemispheres topped with pale pink areola, the nipples already sticking up with excitement.“Oh god, your tits are perfect,” muttered Sam. He bent over and took one of the perky nipples in his mouth, sucking hard on it. Ruth let out a little moan of pleasure.She reached down and stroked Sam’s crotch as he played with her tits. Then she pulled down his fly-zip and dragged out his cock. It was already semi-erect, and as Ruth put her hand round it and began to stroke the shaft it grew bigger very quickly.Andy’s own cock was getting quite hard in his trousers, and he began to rub it gently. As he did so, he saw Ruth pull off her top completely, leaving her topless, then drop to her knees and take Sam’s cock in her mouth. She knew what she was doing alright, licking round the smooth helmet, then putting the whole head in her mouth and sucking it, before plunging the whole shaft right into her mouth, all the time pumping her hand up and down, her round little tits bouncing. All Sam could do was gasp and groan as she fellated him.
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