1. Naughty Gardener


    Date: 11/12/2014, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Voyeur, Author: AndrewBonzua, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    where bright earthy green and sparkled as the light hit them. Her lips where two dark petals upon her face, naturally painted almost like she was always wearing some sort of satian based lipstick. At just sixteen, she could easily pass as a twenty year old, if not for her height. Sh stood with an air of confidence that could only be held by noble birth. That same confidence was lost on Celsia who should have had more than enough to go around due to their upbringing. Seeing her s****r always brought these feelings back to her mind, tickling it like tiny legs on the spiders of dispare. “Happy birthday s*s.” Her cheerful smile seemed like a ray of sunshine, too bright for Celsias eyes,” Wanna go for a picnic on center isle?” she asked holding up the basket. Center Isle was the name they had given the small island that was located near the center of the large lake that sat just on the other side of the woods that surrounded their home. She stood, sliding her bare feet against the cool floorboards as she tilted her body into a wide arch of a stretch. A long yawn pulled itself from her throat before she slid back into her normal stiff backed stance. She shook off the stress that she had brought upon herself and shrugged. “It’s a nice day outside.” she stated before reaching for her veil like blue pull over, and slipping it over her arms to prepare herself for the journey through the trees to the water beyond. She followed Rose through the halls of the house that had never felt ...
    like home to her, and out to the gardens that may have well been a strange jungle from a country she felt she would never visit. Towards the woods which seemed darker, more foreboding with each yearly picnic that she f***ed herself to join in on. She stopped just inside the tree line and looked behind herself quickly, for just the smallest of moments she thought she saw a figure of an old woman with long white hair and bright blue eyes. The woman had been staring at her, with her mouth ever so slightly agape. In the next second after she had blinked, the woman was gone. She shook her head to clear the eerie familiar feeling from her mind and turned back to her s****r who stood before a large pile of undergrowth, Her elegant tanned hand frozen over the top layer of intertwining vines. “Are you okay?” she asked with a worried expression. “Yeah.” she stated as she turned once more as if to make sure the woman wasn’t really there. Rose sighed and moved her hand in small tight circles and slowly urged the vines she had been tending for years to part and allow them access to the secret path beyond. Celsia stepped past her crouching s****r who was busy letting a vine curl lovingly around her wrist and whispering gentle words to its bright green leaves. She followed the path until it opened up to reveal a sparkling blue mirrored top lake that seemed to pull at her. She slipped off her shoes and her pull over, laying the thin cloth neatly over the firm leather shoes so it would not get ...