A little to my right there was a small opening in the brush that I thought would let me see what was happening 20 feet below me in the bottom of the ravine. I moved carefully to the hole in the brush and peered down at the glade below me. I froze when I realized what I was looking at.
There was a picnic table someone had dragged down there, and Sheila was sitting on the bench facing me with her back propped against the side of the table. Her short dress was hiked up to her waist, and a pair of blue panties she had discarded was lying next to her. She had also shed her blouse and bra so that both of her t**s were hanging free for me and anyone else who happened by to see.
As I watched she massaged one tit and then the other and pulled on the n*****s. Her t**s were even sexier than I had i
