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“Don’t tell my dad!” I suddenly cry as I recognise the name, my dad’s colleague, and I sit up. “Please, he’ll kill me!”
“Don’t worry darlin’ I won’ tell ‘im.” I breathe a sigh of relief and he laughs. “Get yourself dressed lass and get outta my field! “ He walks off chuckling and I smile at J, blushing as I feel the sexual mixture leaking from my pussy, giggling slightly because of the interruption and I get myself dressed.
J seems more embarrassed than me and I kiss him long and deeply to comfort him before we get ready to go. This seems to calm him down anyway! We get our stuff and innocently leave the field, giggling and stopping to kiss each other now and then.
To be continued….
