Right now it looked like he might bolt which would be a bad decision on his part. He needed to be taught what was best for him and at his age, he had no clue how to figure that out on his own yet even if he thought he did. I remembered some nylon cord I kept in the utility drawer in the kitchen and prayed that I was remembering there was enough of it. I smiled when I took it out. Hehe, pink, I forgot WHY there was cord there... that was for another day... I grabbed some kitchen shears, a wooden spoon and my pink nylon cord and headed back to the living room."Lay down, toy." I walked around him and stood over him one foot on either side of his body as he lay back warily. I bent over and dragged the coffee table back over so that it was above his head and placed my kitchen items on top. I knelt down straddling his chest, the soft cotton of my yoga pants barely rubbing his chest as I rested most of my weight on my knees. I smiled at him and pulled his arms up over his head my tits. Cherry was getting horny now and let Albert rub away at her pussy while she kept up her wanking. As all this unfolded very quickly in front of me I could see that both of them in all of the excitement had forgotten where they were. The were inside the front fence and behind the hedge but still stood only 8-10 feet from the low gate.They soon regained their composure as they heard the sound of people talking at the same time as I did. It didn't take long to realize that there were people approaching on the footpath in front of Albert's house. With newly heightened situation awareness Cherry dropped immediately to the ground dragging Albert down with her and began to crawl along the grass away from the gate to avoid being seen. I chuckled to myself as I watched Cherry crawl with tits and arse exposed and Albert right behind her with his long prong sticking out still hard as a rock.As the voices drew nearer Cherry felt she had gotten clear enough now and stopped still. Albert, right.
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