It was at this point that I realised something. He was late fifties, average height, squat, broad shouldered, shaven head and covered in tattoos. It was as if both of us were waiting for permission to proceed. He looked up, held me gaze and then lowered his eyes and once again gestured to my groin. Without thinking I quickly darted behind a tree, furtively glanced up the track and not seeing anyone, I turned back only to find she had gone. Then she took my hand and placed it between her thighs and I felt the wetness of her labia and entered her slowly, trying to suck him and finger her at the same, my own cock now leaning precum which dripped in long beads onto my thigh. After some time I realised that I hadn’t even bothered to take note of where I was walking, just aimlessly letting the multitude of cris-crossing paths lead me in a meandering walk through the heath. In that split second of looking at her, I felt she had seen me and could have sworn she had caught my eye and given
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