Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (27) Voyeurs, Swingers and Soldiers (Part 10)
Playroom 6 was actually a Playground, complete with seesaw, climbing frame, roundabout and of course swings, and that was where Polly was, playing on the swings.
“Oh very grown up” he said as she propelled herself with great aplomb.
Geoff just stood and watched her until she allowed her momentum to slow and then she leant back and with great athleticism swung her legs up and hooked her ankles around the chains like a trapeze artist.
This allowed her skirt to fall away from her thighs, much to his delight, so he walked towards her until he was positioned where he had the best view between her legs as she swung gently back and forth.
Although he had a tantalising view he brought her to a stop by grabbing her ankles and then ran his hands down the inside of her legs all the way down to her groin.
This met with murmurs of approval from Polly so he proceeded to find the waistband of her tights and yanked them off her cute arse along with her wet white knickers.
“My mum was right about blokes like you” she said, “I’m pleased to say”
Having tugged her tights and drawers up around her knees Geoff knelt on the ground with her moist hairy pussy before him, he pushed her skirt aside so he could properly appreciate her minge from an unfamiliar angle.
It was a most aesthetically pleasing view, of neatly trimmed bush and her soft moist lips and as his lips moved to touch hers he thought the flesh was the most sensuous his lips had ever tasted, but he thought that every time.
He gently pulled her lips apart with his thumbs and opened her like a flower and then he tongued the moist pink flesh inside and she moaned in a hot velvety purr, a sound she repeated as he continued to work on her with his tongue until her back arched and the divine velvet purr turned into a course gravelly growl.
He lifted his head from her juicy lips and thought it an appropriate moment to release his throbbing cock from its confines.
Polly growled again as he slipped his purple helmet between her syrupy lips and as soon as he was completely immersed in her hot juicy minge he used the swing to slide her on and off of his cock extracting dirty whorish moans with each penetration.
As she reached the abyss, the chains were rattling and the mechanism squeaking before Polly let out a long loud, sensual, erotic and downright dirty moan as her back ached and he jerked and spasm’d inside her.
After a minute or two of relishing the moment he withdrew from her cunny and stowed the sticky beast.
As Polly raised herself up her fanny farted and they both laughed then she unfurled her legs from the chains.
She sat up straight and wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
“Well that will do to be going on with,” she said
“Perhaps I could give you another instalment in the barracks tonight” he suggested
“That sounds really dirty” she replied “I can’t wait”
“Cool” Geoff said
Polly kissed him again and then she stood up and pulled up her knickers and tights and when she had finished rearranging her underclothes she said
“Private Russell ready for action sir”